MTL - Pokémon Modifier - Chapter 143 great people

There is always such a person in the world who likes to take their ex/Bai Yueguang/best friend as a stepping stone for their love.
These exes/Bai Yueguang/Girlfriends are called female supporting roles. They obviously did nothing. Just because they were involved with the male and female protagonists, they were trampled on, hurt, and even left a shadow that will never go away for a lifetime.
Jiang centrifugally felt sorry for those innocent girls, so he traveled from one world to another to help them cross that hurdle.
However, after a certain world, the mission is obviously wrong.
Jiang Li: “I will treat you well.”
“It’s not enough.” The girl imprisoned Jiang Li in her arms, breathing warmly: “Don’t leave, you must always be good to me, only to me.”
Jiang Li: ? ? ?
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Finely divided slice attack x natural sweet and soft feeling
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World One: Campus
The taciturn facial paralyzed “bad girl” x the rich lady who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside
World II: Cultivation
Swordsmith x Sword Spirit

World Three: The World of Beasts
Orc Princess x Totem (Big Cat x Little Rabbit)
World Four: Game of Death abo
Tsundere Big Brother x Super Rookie (Double O)

World Five: Spirituality
Ghost King x Rookie Celestial Master
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Edible guide:
#1v1 Unshakable
#Su Shuangwen, everything is for Su Shuang
#gongjing is divided into slices, being indifferent to others, sweet and soft to attacking

Content tags: system sweet text fast wear cool text
Search keywords: protagonist: Jiang Li ┃ supporting role: a lot ┃ others: fast wear, system, sweet text, mutual favor
One sentence introduction: you are sweet

- Description from novelbuddy

In 2120, a massive gateway that connects Earth with the Otherworld replaced the Aels boulder in central Australia. The Earth, representative of science, and the Otherworld, representative of magic, subsequently made contact and two wars broke out. Both wars inflicted enormous damage on both sides, eventually leading them to choose peace negotiations, and thereby marking a thirty-year era of peaceful exchanges between Earth and the Otherworld.Even though both sides chose to coexist peacefully, they each coveted the other's benefits. With the impending arrival of the third inter-world war, Earth's Otherworld combat General Staff Headquarters decided to secretly dispatch an advance team to the Otherworld to conduct pre-war reconnaissance.As a hybrid of Earthlings and Otherworld elves, Luoer, after secretly studying and training for over twenty years in Haiya Academy, which specializes in cultivating hybrids of Earthlings and Otherworld inhabitants, will soon lead his squad into an exciting adventure in the unknown Otherworld.Swords and magic? No, this is a world of guns and magic!

What?! The sticking to her daily, eating her tofu (taking advantage of her ) is a cross-dresser?

Not to mention that he is the Evil Highness!! She had slept beside him, and was touched by him, what a big loss!

Ah–!

Softly on his chest, listening to his pounding, strong heartbeat, her face turned red. Her greatest desire was to be in his arms.

She never dared to dream before, dared not wish for, and thought that in this life there was no such chance. This had been in her most secret heart of hearts, she longed for his warmth, longed for his love.

Even though he had hurt her before, he had given her more tenderness than others.

Being teased, loved, laughed at… had infiltrated into her bloodstream. Love, she did not know when it had taken root, for when she discovered it, it had grown into a towering tree, no longer able to be split open or cut off.

His hug, his warmth, she would not allow him to give it to others. If they were not only for her, she would rather not have them.

- Description from Novelupdates

After the heartbreaking execution of his parents due to their lower status and their rebellion against the King of Varanasi. Sukoh Yadav a fourteen year old boy sets of to China along a merchant group to become a great General in China and to conquer his homecountry and abolish the very idea of caste.