MTL - My Star Wife is From Myriad Realms - Chapter 1167

When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadows began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallow his saliva. Hunger was the best spur.

Mr. Sun Hao, please introduce yourself briefly!

Hmm…how should I say it?

It should be said that among writers, I am the best at singing; among musicians, I am the best at acting; among actors, I am the best at directing; among directors, I am the most handsome…

As far as our appearance is concerned, it doesn’t matter if it’s Xiaogang Yimou Kaige in China or Cameron Spielberg in Hollywood, one word, it’s all instant kills!

Uh… Mr. Sun, let me remind you weakly, “Seckill” seems to be two words! ?

- Description from novelbuddy

Jing Zhao is an employee of the fast travel branch. Her job is to act as the first love girlfriend of the hero in each small world.

As an object destined to be cannon fodder, the role she plays is either arrogant and hypocritical, or worships money and greed, which is in stark contrast to the true, kind and beautiful protagonist who will appear next to the male protagonist in the future.

The damage that the male protagonist receives from her will be healed by the female protagonist, thus reaching the HE ending of the healing system.

However, the Lord God told Jing Zhao that the male protagonist who was abused by her was hurt too deeply, and he no longer believed in love. All the employees of the True Love Group returned home without a cure, and the small world collapsed and destroyed…

Jing Zhao was forced to go back to the stove and clean up the mess he left behind.
(End) World One: Arrogant and indulgent rich daughter × poor and pure academic god (after seducing the academic god, smash his heart into pieces, and wantonly trample and humiliate him)

Before returning to the furnace, Jing Zhao: It’s just a bet, it’s really interesting to see how we learn to fall in love!

After returning to the furnace, Jing Zhao: …

(End) World 2: Black Lotus Female Doctor×Little Wolf Dog Experimental Subject
Before returning to the furnace, Jing Zhao: Love? What love is there to talk about in the end of the world? It’s not worth the usefulness of your supernatural ability. Don’t worry, as long as you cooperate obediently, the pain will end soon.
After returning to the furnace, Jing Zhao: …

(End) World 3: Qingmei, a fine vase × top-ranking actor Zhuma (Vase attacked the showbiz, abandoned the actor for resources)
Before returning to the furnace, Jing Zhao: You want me to act in any drama that breaks the Internet, are you still my boyfriend? I do not care! If we can’t get the heroine of “xxx”, we will break up.

(End) World Four: Frail and Sick White Lotus × White Cut Hei Tong Husband (ghost) [Ancient]

(End) World Five: The Most Beautiful Female in the Tribe × Overbearing and Loyal Dog White Tiger

(End) The Sixth World: Infatuated Rich Girl × Fake Dude Rich Second Generation

(End) The Seventh World: Simple and Cute Mermaid × Human Singer

(End) World Eight: Voice-activated sleep aid female anchor × Zhenxiang game master

(End) The Ninth World: The Proud Princess×Human Snake Guard [Interstellar]

(End) World Ten: Grinding Fairy × Innocent Daoist [Fantasy]

(End) World Eleven: Green Tea Gold Digger × Uprightness Gets Rich

(End) World Twelve: Gentle scum, paranoid overlord × blatant evil beauty

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- Description from novelbuddy

My name is Yan, and since I was a child, I’ve been able to see some strange things.For example—In elementary school, our new neighbor Aunt Tan had a pair of all-around genius twins, who were like the “precious little geniuses” with halos above their heads. They could recite the English-Chinese dictionary backwards at three, master both Chinese and Western musical instruments by five, and hack into a country’s database by seven…Growing up next to such prodigies, my life was inhumane, tragic, and constantly subjected to comparisons.To escape the comparisons with these “other people’s children,” I specifically applied to a private boarding school for middle school.On my first day, my deskmate was a small, thin girl with bangs, wearing an old uniform, and her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s.Three months later, she woke up from a nap with a “rebirth” halo above her head.She moved effortlessly among the cold academic genius, the wolf-like school bully, the fierce boss, and the gentle childhood friend, leaving me, a lonely onlooker, utterly amazed.By university, I thought I had finally escaped this abnormal world.But as soon as I stepped into my dorm room, my footsteps froze.My roommates each had halos like “ancient times to modern,” “post-apocalyptic superhuman,” “will die if not spending money,” and “ghost king revival.”I clutched my little blanket and applied to the counselor for a room change, but to no avail.Over time, I gradually got used to it. “Handover systems,” “management systems,” “book transmigration,” “infinite worlds,” “three-and-a-half-year-olds,” “interstellar live streams,” “red envelope groups”…The types of halos kept increasing, and I was able to calmly ignore all of it, focusing on my own life.Every morning, I skillfully helped my “ancient to modern” roommate, who was being blacklisted online, dodge campus paparazzi and secure seats for class.At noon, I assisted my tycoon roommate in distributing today’s haul of luxury skincare and designer bags, tasting the city’s top private chef’s custom lunchbox, and exclaiming with emotion, “Darling, can I really accept these?”In the evening, I enjoyed the flowers and plants cultivated by my superhuman roommate on the balcony, tasting a mutated cherry tomato and commenting, “I feel refreshed and purified.”Late at night, when my ghost king roommate quietly climbed back through the window, I peeked out to ask, “You’re back a bit late today, didn’t bring anything back, did you?”My name is Yan, and I am not the protagonist of this world.