I am Hollywood - Chapter 1062 - 1064: Somewhat Aggrieved

Alexander lived—and died—as a wretched, poor virgin, meeting his end as he laid in the hands of his own mother.Stricken by a strange illness, his final vow was a desperate plea: If I’m ever reborn, I’ll attack all the ladies. I'll give my canal desires more attention!Miraculously, fate answers.Reborn into a world eerily similar to his last, Alexander awakens as a Guardian Candidate—a chosen warrior destined to endure trials and serve the gods.But he has no interest in destiny. Armed with divine skills and a frustratingly incompetent and seductive system, he rejects his ordained path, determined to seize this second life for one purpose: conquering women.Now, as a self-aware, unapologetic pervert, Alexander embarks on a relentless quest to charm, seduce, and claim every beautiful woman he encounters.Will his insatiable appetite lead him to the harem of his dreams, or will his reckless pursuit bring another premature end?Join Alexander in this wild, uninhibited adventure—where desire defies duty, and pleasure reigns supreme!

Champion dream of an e-sports boy!
Champion dream of an e-sports boy!
Champion dream of an e-sports boy!

- Description from Uukanshu

Effort?Effort my ass!People born to be beasts of burden could never touch the lower limits of those chosen by the heavens no matter how hard they tried.Talent gap, background gap, appearance gap, luck gap...A single disparity could swallow all the struggles of the beasts of burden, and a combination of many made their lives unbearably tragic.Su Huai was filled with indignation over this.As a result, rebirth + system, fortune arrived suddenly.The chosen by the heavens? Kneel down, all of you.Let the dogs engage in romance; I just want to explode with rewards.

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.