This Wizard is So Unscientific! - Chapter 6 - Wizard and Hunting_1

One day, Alexander found himself in the middle of the woods. To survive, he used his little knowledge about camping and wildlife, but he was not alone in this journey. Soon, he discovered something he had always wanted—a system. Not just any system, but one that not only gave him buffs but also strengthened his entire territory.This discovery opened Alexander's eyes. He thought to himself, “Right, I reincarnated. I should be the lead!” But things weren't that easy. It took him and his companions months to finally stand on their feet, but after countless struggles and hard work, Emberhold was created—a city that would surely become the center of the world in all aspects: culture, technology, industry, and power... or would it?Follow along as Alexander fights nobles, bandits, pirates, and much more just to survive in the barren lands of the frontier.Hello, everyone! I just want to clarify something, this story is something I have always wanted to create. I actually tried once before and received a lot of engagement, but unfortunately, system stories especially ones like this are so hard to keep track of with all the buffs and whatnots. So I’ll be upfront with you this story is generated by AI.I recently bought the plus version of an AI chatbot just to make myself stories that I have in my brain for a long time but never the energy to write them. I did those just to take myself out of boredom and realized that AI writes stories to my taste at least. That’s when I decided to publish it. Although this story is AI-generated, I do spend time checking everything to make sure it's in place and fixing any mistakes the AI makes, so I’m not entirely lazy XD haha. Without AI, this would be much harder, messier, and confusing for both you and me. Now, I have the mental capacity to check previous chapters for mistakes. Oh yeah, this book got rejected for a contracted so it will be entirely free, I will countinue it just with the same passion as before.Also, this won’t be the only story I write! I already have a solid plan for another story without a system and therefore without AI. I’ll be writing that one fully myself (I will only be asking god gpt for spelling mistakes), so stay tuned! Let me give you guys a hint: how do you feel about modern-day clashing with a medieval fantasy world??Well, that’s all for now! Hopefully, you’ll enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoy reading it along with you guys lol.

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.

Horror of the Continent: The Immortal King Brings Despair, While the Light Knight Defies the Divine Will.In an era of chaos, numerous heroes emerge, striving to navigate the tumultuous land. However, amidst this turmoil, sudden and enigmatic forces make their appearance on the continent.Little did they know, it was all me.…To be precise, they were my alter egos sent to this other world.#Unintentionally becoming the villain of the world.#Somehow, I become both the demon king and the hero.#One person, multiple roles.

After being abandoned by her long time boyfriend on their wedding day, Rachael lost all her faith in love and relationships. But that changed when she met Andrew again.

With no hope of finding love again in her life, Rachael agreed to marry her father's best friend's son, Andrew Collins. But little did she know fate had different plans for her.

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Excerpt:

Holding his drunk wife in his arms, Andrew kicked the bedroom door open.

When he placed her in the bed, Rachael slowly opened her eyes. “Are we home?”

“Yes.” Taking her heels off, he covered her with the quilt. “I'll get you some warm water.” But before he could get up, she grabbed his hand.

“What happened? Do you want something else?”

Kicking the quilt off, she crawled in his lap. Placing one hand on his cheek and the other at the back of his neck, she inched closer. “Andrew—”

“Hmm?”

“I think I am falling for you, what should I do?”