The President's Pregnant, Ex-Wife - Chapter 287: - – Mara, you can walk?

Ryouma Takuma, a 39 year-old man with a hidden past, finds himself in a strange white room. There the gods tell him that he has died and that they are sending his soul to a different world; a world where magic exists. After living alone for three years his gamer soul loses common sense and starts toward crazy routes.

This is a story about a young man who sought to fight against his destiny. With the help from billions of Dragon Energies trapped on the Rising Dragon Pillar in his body, he emerged from the dark and quenched himself with the blood of ancient dragons. He fought the heaven with the Buddhist Art for the people he loved and built the Eternity Kingdom with his own hands. This is a story about the rise of the Martial Emperor who will rule both earth and heaven.

- Description from Novelupdates

Chu Chen, who used to be an ordinary university student from a common family, gets a peculiar system installed in his head one day.The system makes him capable of obtaining all kinds of valuable properties as long as he finishes the various check-in missions it sends out.What's more, a Good-Luck card in his possession brings him enormous luck, allowing him to solve whatever trouble that comes his way with almost no difficulties. Due to his abundant wealth and attractive appearance, Chu Chen receives great attention from the public and the admiration of dozens of pretty girls.But Chu Chen is, after all, a man with honesty and integrity, so with his money and luck, he helps his friends in need and punishes wrongdoers. With all kinds of different character perspectives and situations.This story vividly portrays the realistic and materialistic sides of people as well as the convenience and power of a rich man.-----This book is also known as “Why Am I So Handsome, Still So Rich, You Are So Ugly, Still So Poor”, “Being the Rich Man is Too Hard, I Don't Want to Be One Day”, and “Becoming the Rich Man from Sign in”

A maid who is beaten on behalf of a noble boy.

Some memories of her childhood were cruel, but Yuriel held no resentment towards the boy. Rather, she liked it–The hand that carefully applied medicine to her wounds was always warm.

“M-Master, stop, Raph, sa, save…ah, mm…!”
“That’s why.. I told you.. to wait.. till I returned.”

But the Raphlet that appeared in her dreams showed nothing but passion and lust.

Prophetic dreams.
The ability that was like a stigma drove Yuriel towards an unknown future.

All I want is to be next to you.