MTL - Scumbags Follow the Good System - Chapter 25 The Lame Prince of Shura Field

Beta: Ahhh! Damn it... When will the good day come?

Author: Well, don't ask me, I just got here.

Beta: Fuck it! I want a good story.

Author: Junior, trust this senior, this is a good one

Beta: Arggh! Shut up! I hate it.

Author: courting death! Go and ask Yama how good this is.

Beta: Y-You, how dare you?

Author: I will give you 10 breaths of time, cripple your cultivation, and scram!!

Beta: Good! Very Good!

Author: *Raises his eyebrows and turns beta into useless dust particles*

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Chad: senior, I have been enlightened, I wish to know more about what you have in this ancient script.

Author: ah! An intelligent and wise junior, you have raised a very good question. Here are things this forbidden ancient script contains.

•Sinful activity: this book contains the profound sinful activity of balancing the Yin and Yang, by, shoving the mighty Yang rod in the Yin Hole.

•System - MC relationship: fuck... Ahem* Ahem* sorry for tongue slip. Forget the classic old system, here take this hot waifu tsundere system. ( not that edgy )

•Steal everything: junior! Are you tired of Mc only stealing the jade beauties that were created for the protagonist? Well, let's process further and add the Protagonist's mother, aunt, and sister, into Mc's harem.

Chad: oh! The senior really blessed me with such a divine forbidden Scripture, here take my money and give me the chapters.

Author: oh! Ho Ho! I haven't finished yet.

Here are a few more.

The world is vast, and the way of immortality is insignificant. The supreme being in the Nine Realms is called ‘Tianzun’.

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ps: genius flow! No system!

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"I love you, despite the danger signs."

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor.
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’‽”

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