Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires - Chapter 78: Silverfang’s Wish

The moment Kazuma arrived in the world of Jujutsu Kaisen, a cursed spirit knocked on his door, making him panic.Fortunately, he awakened the mission selection system.[Mission Option 1: Look into Gojo Satoru's eyes for ten seconds.Reward: Mangekyo Sharingan][Mission Option 2: Change Mei Mei's hairstyle to twin ponytails and have an in-depth communication with her~Reward: Tsukuyomi!]During the Shibuya Incident, Sukuna went crazy.Chibaku Tensei, Infinite Tsukuyomi, Susanoo...Yuji: “I thought that Gojo-sensei was already invincible. I didn't expect Kazuma to be even stronger than him.”Since he had arrived in this world, Kazuma vowed to make a happy ending.Gojo becoming Go/jo? That won't happen in his presence.Yuki, Nanami, Mai, Junpei...?He's going to save all of them.***This is just a translation. All credit goes to the original writers.Raw: 咒回：人生选择，开局万花筒！

The Luofeng Rising System allows him to see the desires list of any goddess who scores over 90 points. As long as he satisfies their desires list, he can obtain generous rewards.Desire list of the newlywed female host:【1. It's tough being a new host, can someone tip me 100 bucks? I will give you my private contact info】Ding! You tipped the host 100 yuan, fulfilled the host's desire list, and got a million-dollar luxury car exchange card.【2. I want to move out of the dorm, it's inconvenient to broadcast live here】Ding! You invited the female host to co-rent, satisfying her desire, and got a beauty enhancement.【3. I want to find a boyfriend to learn how to act cute】Ding! You successfully confessed to the Goddess, and got a Jump Money Card reward.Unknowingly, Luofeng had become the savior of the goddesses...【Desire list of a grassroots goddess: I was laughed at for my 99 yuan purse, I really want to buy an LV】【Desire list of a dance major goddess: My parents won’t allow me to date, it's been ten lonely years, I wish to find a comrade to keep secrets and solve my problems】【Desire list of an aloof school beauty: Someone chase me, let me experience what it feels like to be pursued, and I'm really easy to chase, just take me out for dinner】【Desire list of a popular female star: I'm already in my late twenties, I want a child】Thousands of faces, every goddess has a unique hidden desire in her heart.Luofeng, using this cheat, begins to successfully handle the goddesses. Even the most noble ones seemed transparent before him.Alternate titles of this book are: “I'm not really a warm guy, please spare me little sisters”, “I just want to shear rewards”, “I understand women's hearts”

Asher, after trillions of years of cultivation from an ordinary human in a small world, he managed to transcend universes with countless galaxies, then transcended the Great Universe with countless universes and then reached the peak in the Infinite Void, becoming one of the most feared experts.How was his life as a peak cultivator often the end of a story?Follow his journey as he explores the Infinite Void and helps countless geniuses in the Great Universes.***(Everything written in this novel is fiction!)

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”