MTL - Start the Source of Fire and Create a Mechanical Army - Chapter 430

“Welcome to Perfect Life Simulator!”

“You can choose to simulate your own life or someone else’s life to find solutions to many life problems!”

…

A watch handed down from his deceased parents allowed Su Wu to start a future life simulator.

He thought that he could really use this simulator to lead a perfect life without regrets, but unexpectedly things developed in another direction.

In the future, as long as there is light, there will be evil spirits that kill people;

Hanging in the sky and covering a city, it leaves a city without red lanterns of living people;

The scarlet eye that can use a mobile phone to spy on the specific location of others…

Will such a future really come?

…

“you are dead.”

“This simulation is over.”

- Description from novelbuddy

Looking at the system’s golden fingers after crossing through it, what can Susie do? Su Shi is also very desperate!

However, the next scene made him stunned.
A popular female star, suddenly confessed to him?
The sister of the relationship is like a fire, actually cooking for him?
Never look at a man’s cold and proud school flower, do you want to live in his home as a fiancee?

Did this group of girls brains? I don’t know them at all! ! !
of course not! It is because they have acquired the subsystem of Su Shi’s protagonist system, and they have a main task that they can’t think of!
– Become a girlfriend of Su Shi!

- Description from uukanshu translation

The daughter of a duke, the stuttering Maximilian, married a knight of lowly status at her father’s coercion.

“Let’s get a divorce,” Chen Jinyao said.

She knew that she was only a supporting character in this novel world. The male lead only married her as a business relationship and, sooner or later, the female lead of the story would eventually show up.

If Chen Jinyao was indecisive about leaving, only heartbreak would follow.

Something pulled her thin white wrist, and next thing she knew, she was pushed down and pressed against a pillow. Yan Cheng’s peach blossom eyes bored into her in discontent as he declared, “Only in your dreams!”

After spending a colorful night, she was too tired to lift a finger.

When she fell asleep in Yan Cheng’s arms, she had a dream.

In her dream, she had turned 80 years old.

But can someone tell her why she still hadn’t left the marriage at that age?