MTL - One Piece: The Soul Purchasing Pirate - Chapter 749 Dead or alive

Chuang Shi Shen created a system world in Boredom, where thousands of NPCs travel in various time and space to help the host fulfill his wish. Bei Qiu is one of the NPCs, an NPC whose teeth are stuck in cold water. She protested that NPCs also need to have love, affection, meme, and papapa! Someone directly threw her into the female supporting role strategy system! One of the most difficult and cheating system! Bei Qiu said: “Leader, I am with you, can you hold your hand high?” Zhong Yexuan said: Get out. Raiders president, Raiders monk, why did she become the zombie king? Do you want to attack the orcs who can solve their animal desires anywhere? She said no!

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“I like you, can you be my girlfriend?”“I am sorry, but I like girls, not boys!”The words of the campus belle immediately broke our boy’s heart.In sadness, he ended up playing a recently popular online game; but even their the 3D girl he liked was in a lesbian relationship with another NPC.But who would have guessed: A little accident made him wake up as a small-time villain character in this game he used to play?Feeling frustrated, he embraces his identity to avoid his tragic death.But Amar’s greatest enemy is the female protagonist who tries to make a big yuri harem with all the heroines.As a villain, can he steal her girls instead & achieve a perfect ending and uphold the dignity of our fellow men?

One day, I was given the mysterious power of Hwanmong.

[Longevity + Discipleship + No Female Lead + Lighthearted Humor with No Tragic Moments]When his master picks food, he spins the table there;When his master chants spells, he chats without a care;When his master takes rest, he sings a lively song;When his master lies late, he bangs the pot along;His master lives on long, but his life is rather short;His master lays him down on the hillside, as a sort;His master lifts a cup, but he won’t take a drink;His master shares a tale, but he won’t stop to think;His master holds a feast, but he leaves the table wide;His master calls his soul, but he’s nowhere to abide.Spring returns to the hills, with blooms so bright and fair,Yet master and disciple are parted, one in heaven, one elsewhere.