MTL - Qiang Jin Jiu - Chapter 282 High hall

Huo Jiao became an orphan who was exiled to the desolate star in the interstellar age. In order to get rid of the predicament in life, she must hurry up to collect energy stones to exchange for the status of a free citizen.
A week later, Huo Jiao was attacked by a fierce beast, and when he was on the verge of death, a light screen appeared.
[Ancient Earth player-Ji Min (surgeon) will treat you with a bandage, do you accept it? 】
[Ancient Earth player-Ye Bingcheng (geologist) will guide you in the energy stone survey, do you accept it? 】
[Ancient Earth player-Qin Shu (active soldier) will guide you in fighting techniques, do you accept it? 】
Huo Jiao:?
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One day, a mobile game app appeared on the mobile phones of many people in China. In the screen, a little girl with black hair and black eyes was rummaging for an unknown stone on a barren planet.
This mobile game cannot be interacted with or recharged. The default items in each person’s inventory are different, which is extremely weird.
After a while, gorgeous firework special effects and scrolling broadcasts exploded on the screen.
[Jiaobao’s injury has been effectively treated, in order to repay player Ji*’s help, Jiaobao will give player Ji* cell repair fluid x 1 in return]
[Jiaobao collected 10,000 energy stones in total, and in order to repay player Ye** for his help, Jiaobao gave player Ye** a geological detector × 1 in return]
[Jiaobao was admitted to the Military University, in order to repay player Qin* for his help, Jiaobao gave player Qin* a defensive mecha × 1]
National players: ? ! !
Other countries:! ! !
Soon, there was a wave of frenzy in the country to study their own work to the extreme, and later, this wave spread to the whole world.
In Xingyuan 3036, mecha combat has become the main force on the battlefield. In order to enhance the power of mechas, the profession of mecha enchanters has gradually emerged.
But a mecha can only be enchanted once, so people are accustomed to using the mecha-enchanting combination with a fit of ≥50% summed up by the predecessors.
On the barren star, Huo Jiao looked at the mecha in front of him in silence, only to see a line of small characters on the mecha that was about to be scrapped.
[Hey! My compatibility with “Phoenix Enchantment” is 100%! ]

【Reading Guide】
1. Unorthodox interstellar, scientific and unscientific elements are stewed in a mess, and the future background and system are completely empty
2. With CP, double first love

Content tags: Interstellar Shuangwen
Search keywords: Protagonist: Huo Jiao, Sheng Duo ┃ Supporting roles: players, partners ┃ Others:
One-sentence introduction: Earth Player: The gift given by the paper man has come true
Conception: Three hundred and sixty lines, every line will be the champion.

- Description from novelbuddy

Got roomed with another straight man in a love hotel and had to share a bed. Meeting by the road side on a certain day, the boy in his arms was smiling wildly.

Hey, let me explain myself, don’t go ahead of yourself. I was just being a samaritan. I had to help, even if I lied about being a straight man like you.

Are you running away after getting me excited? Let’s see what kind of ending you want today.

Since you all asked for a wife chasing crack, then let’s perseverate to the end. I’m not crazy, you are the one who is crazy. This is probably a crack but still gentle gong and a shou fighting against the crack story. Lighthearted! Comedy! No brain cells will be lost!

- Description from Novelupdates

Kang Min-hyuk, the loser of the checkpoint, gained a high-level magical civilization and everything changed.

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”