The Boy Who Walks Beyond The End - Chapter 43: Whispers Before the Duel

“What the fuck? What is going on? Have I completely lost it?”

As I stare panicky at the dot unable to decide what to do, the white dot disappears and a line of text appears in its place.

[Installing files. 1% done…]

As I watch the text in shock, the percentage gradually increases. […2%...3%...4%...]

I move to the living room in a zombie-like manner, too shocked to think clearly and lie down on the couch.

“Something is wrong with me; I think I finally lost my sanity…”

[…12%...13%...14%...]

Unable to affect the situation in the least, I stare dejectedly at the percentage increase, while my mind starts exploring the possible explanations. In the end, as the percentage hits 90%, I narrow it down to three possibilities.

The first possibility is that I am in fact still unconscious and this is all a product of my mind. I pinch myself and whimper at the pain, as in my nervousness I used almost all my strength.

Nope, the first is out.

The second possibility is that I have completely lost my mind and am suffering from delusions. Hmm, I cannot exclude this, but while possible, I don’t think that this is it. The only thing out of the ordinary is that fucking line of text.

The third possibility …

[Installation successful!]

The text disappears and a new message appears in my eyes…

The third possibility … is that I gained a system. I read the message with my mouth agape at the implications.

[Welcome user, to the Perverted Daddy System!]

Fuck…

Teotihuacan, a sacred place of worship. In the vast world, feel the quaint and desolate ancient city, and the eagle cries and the leopard roars are chasing away.

Go back to Central America 700 years ago, when the Aztecs were very prosperous.

The priests stood at the top of the pyramid of the sun. One hundred thousand warriors covered the entire wilderness. fluttering. The high priest held his hands high, and the obsidian dagger gleamed in the sun, drawing a cruel and gorgeous arc, bringing the cycle of life back to the earth. Tens of thousands of cheers sounded, with the reverence of the ignorant era.

This was a gift dedicated to the sun god, in return for the sacrifice of the gods in creating the world.

Solemn sacrifices from sunrise to sunset, all-night revelry ignited the whole night, and so on for a hundred years, until white-skinned terrors came from the east coast, bringing blood, thunder, monsters, and disease.

Doomsday, as legend has it, or the end of the Fifth Era?

How can a traveler, in this fierce era, inherit the legacy of two thousand years of ancient Mesoamerican civilization, resist the invasion of Western colonizers with an immortal soul, and lead the ancient Aztec civilization to a new path ~~

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Copywriting 1:
Late at night in the harsh winter, Gu Nanzhi met a child who ‘run away from home’ in the bar street.
The child stepped on the snow alone under the street lamp, looking pitiful.
Gu Nanzhi was moved with compassion, and asked someone to drink a glass of milk.
I thought that we would meet by chance, and it would be over after a while, but I didn’t want this kid to become her class representative in a year and a half.
Later, he became the lover she missed day and night and felt too far away from her heart.

Copywriting 2:
Lin Zheng, who was 18.9, has excellent grades and many talents. He is the most famous person in the school.
It’s a pity that at the welcome party of her first year in school, she publicly confessed that she broke everyone’s thoughts.
It’s just that no one knows who the object of this mysterious confession is.
Later, at the graduation party, everyone urged Lin Zheng to bring someone out to meet him, so as to calm down the depression that the fat water was flowing to outsiders.
Lin Zheng was pushed to the cusp of the wind and waves and had no choice but to call someone to come over.
“I’m sorry, she admits she’s born, I’ll go out and pick it up.” Lin Zheng left everyone behind and got up to pick it up.
When she came back ten minutes later, Lin Zheng’s hair was loose, her lipstick was gone, and there was still a bright red hickey on the side of her neck.
Whistles sounded one after another in the box, “Which little wolf dog is this? Wild enough!”
“My family.” Lin Zheng sat down calmly, toasted and apologized, “I laughed, let’s talk about it next time I have a chance.”
After the words fell, a lazy female voice came out from the Bluetooth headset, “Little friend, are your ears itchy again?”
Lin Zheng leaned back, with the wine glass sticking to his lips, “Your ears are not itchy, but your heart is itchy. Teacher Gu, do you want to feel it?”

√ Teacher and student, 1v1, HE
√ Soft and Cute vs Gentle and Royal Sister

Content tags: soft spot sweet article campus
Search keywords: Protagonist: Lin Zheng, Gu Nanzhi ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:
One-sentence introduction: Huh? Isn’t it sweet and obedient?
Conception: Daydreams can also come true

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Mr. Fu of Harbor City positions himself with one foot in Harbor City and the other in Macau City, capable of manipulating situations with just his hands.Harbor City's gossip tabloids exposed that Mr. Fu has a secret wife.Known for his romantic involvements, Mr. Fu has liaisons with beauty pageant winners, models, and socialites.The entire Harbor City jokes about how his wife would be kicked out of the Fu family by any means necessary.In the first year, an unprecedented snowfall in June took over Harbor City, dubbed by the press as a grand gesture from the boss to make his wife smile.The second year, the press captured Mr. Fu arguing with his wife in the streets looking upset. People speculated their relationship was nearing its end. However, the next day, he was seen clinging to his wife's legs, crying, fussing, and showing affection.The third year, rumors were rampant that Mr. Fu and his wife had been living separately for six months, and a divorce was imminent.Soon after, a major announcement from the Fu family shocked the city.Mr. Fu was delighted by the birth of a precious son.While everyone congratulated him, Mr. Fu's expression was gloomy: not having embraced one for three years, he realized he was duped!