MTL - The Villain’s Face Slapping Counterattack - Chapter 85 09.01

In the fourteenth year of the doomsday like a holographic game, Mo Ran, the top dead master, was cast aside by the three major races of humans, orcs, and elves.
Genocide? betray? Assassinated? This time, as long as I’m here, it’s impossible.
Humanity? Elf? Orcs? Take mine and return it, eat mine and spit it out, be prepared to pay the price!
Demining:
1. Gamification of doomsday is impossible, gamification of life is impossible, and gamification of doomsday is even more impossible. Don’t point at the background bar.
2. Both the heroine and the heroine are not good people. Everyone has different positions. They serve the plot. Don’t point at the hero and the heroine.
3. The author is glass-hearted, and all kinds of abuse will rebound ten times, don’t point at the author!

Content tags: Rebirth Doomsday Games online games Shuangwen
Search keywords: Protagonist: Mo Ran ┃ Supporting role: Ming Yuechen ┃ Others: doomsday, holographic, strong
One sentence introduction: As long as I don’t die, you are all scum.
Conception: In online games, no matter what adversity, as long as you persevere, you can win.

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“I have to squander; otherwise, won’t it be a waste of my parent’s talent at earning money?” Hong Dali answers a reporter’s question matter-of-factly.

Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System’s interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, “I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I’ll have to work harder!”

“I want to splurge! I want to squander!”

Liang Muqiu seriously doubted if he had read the astrology forecast when he went out today.

He borrowed a fire in the bar, but borrowed it from his ex-boyfriend.

It is said that old partners would never contact each other. However, they hadn’t seen each other for seven years, yet this bastard was not only not old, but also more handsome than before.

Especially when Cen Nan lit a cigarette for him in the dim light, his eyelashes drooped slightly, like when he kissed him under the blossoming tree seven years ago.

Liang Muqiu: Damn it, why was he still a little excited?

It took a long time for Liang Muqiu to wake up.

From the moment he saw Cen Nan, what he wanted to borrow was not fire, but a kiss of reunion after a long separation.

After seven years of separation, he still loved the same person.

Coincidentally, so did Cen Nan.

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A Pill Emperor of his generation was set up by a traitor.

Since then, the world lost a Qingyun Zi and gained an invincible silkpants.

Once again, walking the Great Dao of Alchemy.

How can I defy the heavens . . . with the medicine in my hands!