MTL - Start with a Mechanical Hunter - Chapter 22 chain task

Yin Shen’s name is God.

He never thought that one day he would really become a god.

- Description from novelbuddy

Anger. Pain. Desolation.

Ruan Jiu Jiu transmigrated into a rebirth novel, in which the female lead in her past life had an unattainable love, a white moonlight. In the novel, the white moonlight Cheng Jun was a hollow character with a pretty face but zero accomplishments, and with his cold personality was like a frigid beauty; an empty flower vase. Meanwhile, Ruan Jiu Jiu transmigrated into Cheng Jun’s ex-wife, an evil, stuck-up, female side character.

When Ruan Jiu Jiu transmigrated over, a divorce agreement was placed on the table. Cheng Jun, wet from the rain, ate a bowl of unhealthy instant noodles. Seeing that beautiful, emotionless face, Ruan Jiu Jiu suddenly couldn’t take it anymore and said that she’d wait until tomorrow to reconsider the divorce.

Later.

Ruan Jiu Jiu: Who said that he’s an idiot? Who said that he’s frigid? You’re trolling (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Actually, this is a relaxed, funny, brain dead, sweet little novel.

Able to be coaxed but can’t be forced female lead X A weak, helpless, intimidating but oblivious Big Boss.

*Has some stuff about video games, if you don’t like that then skip this

1. 100% fluff

2. Expands on a completed quick transmigration novel ~The beginning matches up a bit with that universe~

3. This novel’s ML is a bit weird because he doesn’t have a sense of self-preservation →_→

She was an unprecedented assassin, a trump card deadly agent, but transmigrated through into Ye City’s number one prodigious good-for-nothing young miss. I am an ugly woman? I will break out from my cocoon into a gorgeous butterfly that will blind your snobbish eyes! I am useless piece of heap? Lightning in my hands, I will smite you to a well-cooked crisp!Her greed and lust for money had no end. She is lewd to the core with no bottom in sight, sworn to have love fortunes blossom all around her. However, a certain someone holding a blade in the left hand and a sword in the right hand began cutting those love fortunes one by one! The person smiled with perked brows, “Little Ninth, it looks like I have to let you become occupied!”