Aromatic Flesh - Chapter 82.3: Cannon Fodder In The Post-Apocalyptic World (11)

It was supposed to be her sister's wedding night, but she was schemed by her biological mother, drugged, and sent into her 'soon-to-be brother-in-law's' wedding car.When they first met, the man in the wheelchair was as dignified and cold as rumored. Just because she approached him slightly, he grabbed her neck, nearly choking her to death.'A woman marrying into the Fu family must rely on herself to survive, understand?'She nodded frantically, thinking that carefully pleasing him would allow them to live respectfully and peacefully like guests for a lifetime.Yet in the nights and days of accompanying him, she was thoroughly consumed, step by step falling into the trap he had long set.In this life, there is no escape; in this love, it moves the heart.

Haruto Hayase was a normal high school boy in his third year, living a quiet life until his younger sister, Haruka Hayase, joined the same school. Haruka’s beauty and charm made her the center of attention, quickly becoming the school’s prima donna. But when a notorious gang leader set his sights on her, he did everything in his power to protect her—only to fail tragically. Haruka was brutally assaulted and tortured, and Haruto himself suffered an agonizing death. However, in a twist of fate, Haruto is given a second chance, waking up a year before the events that shattered his life. Armed with the mysterious ‘Debauchery System Slave’, he vows to exact revenge on those responsible. This time, he will use his newfound powers of the system and charm to seduce the loved ones of his enemies. From their mothers, sisters, and lovers to their closest friends, Haruto will make them his. His enemies will suffer as he steals what they hold dearest, ensuring their downfall in the most devastating way possible.

In the fourteenth year of the doomsday like a holographic game, Mo Ran, the top dead master, was cast aside by the three major races of humans, orcs, and elves.
Genocide? betray? Assassinated? This time, as long as I’m here, it’s impossible.
Humanity? Elf? Orcs? Take mine and return it, eat mine and spit it out, be prepared to pay the price!
Demining:
1. Gamification of doomsday is impossible, gamification of life is impossible, and gamification of doomsday is even more impossible. Don’t point at the background bar.
2. Both the heroine and the heroine are not good people. Everyone has different positions. They serve the plot. Don’t point at the hero and the heroine.
3. The author is glass-hearted, and all kinds of abuse will rebound ten times, don’t point at the author!

Content tags: Rebirth Doomsday Games online games Shuangwen
Search keywords: Protagonist: Mo Ran ┃ Supporting role: Ming Yuechen ┃ Others: doomsday, holographic, strong
One sentence introduction: As long as I don’t die, you are all scum.
Conception: In online games, no matter what adversity, as long as you persevere, you can win.

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By the coast, a hundred-meter Star Gate shimmered with flowing light.Beyond the Star Gate, an army forged of steel stretched as far as the eye could see.Above the Sky Dome, squadrons of fighter jets streaked across, weaving an iron curtain.In the distant ocean, scores of aircraft carriers, destroyers, and frigates dotted the seascape, ready for action.All cannons were aimed at the figure who emerged from the Star Gate.“In the name of the Federation Command Center, I order you to stand down, or what awaits you is total war,” said the voice.“War?”Gu Jinlai took a step forward, and his form swelled against the wind, in an instant growing from less than two meters tall to a colossal Chaos Demon God thousands of kilometers high, emitting the brilliance of a white dwarf star from his being, his own gravity causing thunder and lightning, as well as tsunamis and tides within a thousand-mile radius.He looked down...At the war weapons that seemed like toys.He reached out, and a hydrogen bomb fell into his hand.Within him, the electron-degenerate star core released Helium, Helium elements expanded, and the terrifying high temperature instantly caused Deuterium and Tritium, Hydrogen's isotopes, to fuse, the energy bursting forth, forming a blazing white brilliance on the ocean's surface that was like igniting a sun.Before this sun's energy could be released, he clapped his hands together, and the dazzling white, mixed with heat in the billions of degrees, was compressed and sealed within his palms, not a fragment escaping.“I think, you should choose peace.” he suggested.