The Delinquent Shimizu-san Sitting Next to Me Has Dyed Her Hair Black - Chapter 3Volume .1 - Shimizu-san and a Not-So-Coincidental Encounter

Ye Huai has two goals in his lifetime: to be a good doctor, and also to be a good doctor who is surrounded by handsome men.

Unfortunately, after being a doctor for 10 years, he lost his job because of a very handsome man.

What should he do?

520: Congratulations! You have been successfully bound to system number 520. The Save the World Task Set is coming soon……

Ye Huai: ? ? ? ! ! !

So, today Doctor Ye is busy saving the world……

520: Lies! You are clearly trying to pick up guys!

Ye Huai: No, I am very dedicated to fulfilling the great ambition of saving the world.

Narcissistic and Complex Shou X King of the Silver Screen Gong, along with the newborn system number 520 whose three views are crumbling and reestablishing every day.

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“Why aim for a world when I can conquer the entire universe?”Draco Valenstein was the kindest human alive, a young man full of ambitions. One day, by some unknown means, he died. Not knowing how or what happened, he was granted 3 wishes before transmigration.In such an unforgiving world brimming with powerhouses, kindness was a weakness. But for Draco, who had been reborn as a demon, such a past was long gone.Evil is the only way!

Crossing over to an independent urban world where martial arts and immortal law coexisted, the only thing Lin Shen could rely on was his clone’s golden finger.

“Clone cultivation, the host becomes stronger.”

“Clone [Pure Flame Body]: Flame attribute techniques cultivation speed +300%, Blazing Flame Palm, Melting Hand, Pure Flame Sword Skill… Any flame attribute techniques at your service. You can become a master in a day!”

“Clone [Natural Daoist Body]: cultivation speed +500%. All martial arts techniques can be understood at first glance, and will be integrated, crushing all geniuses!”

“Clone [Non-self Sword God]: Sword art technique power +200%, sword art technique cultivation speed +200%. No matter how strong you are, I will cut you down with one strike!”

…

“You never know how many clones are trying to cultivate behind the person you are talking to in front of you!”

“What does it have to do with me if my clone did it?”

“Don’t try to outnumber me cuz you can’t!”

A fourth chance at life. The last chance.Zarek remembered when he first experienced the Godsfall Apocalypse. Those tears of red and sparkling rouge that split the skies, opening up one dangerous realm after another.That feeling of helplessness had been palpable, heavy... suffocating. It hung above his head like a guillotine, an edge graced by death's kiss...He grinned at it.One last ride, no Talents left on his stat screen, and nothing but a dull machete and his girl by his side. What was a better thrill than that?How could he possibly fail a fourth time?Unfortunately, there were others. Other Rebirthers. Some that might have been on their last attempt just like him, or some that still had more to give to this cruel world.None of it mattered, though. He had planned everything out meticulously, each life playing its own role.He would come out on top this time. How could he not?He was Zarek Ashborn.