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Jing Zhao is an employee of the fast travel branch. Her job is to act as the first love girlfriend of the hero in each small world.

As an object destined to be cannon fodder, the role she plays is either arrogant and hypocritical, or worships money and greed, which is in stark contrast to the true, kind and beautiful protagonist who will appear next to the male protagonist in the future.

The damage that the male protagonist receives from her will be healed by the female protagonist, thus reaching the HE ending of the healing system.

However, the Lord God told Jing Zhao that the male protagonist who was abused by her was hurt too deeply, and he no longer believed in love. All the employees of the True Love Group returned home without a cure, and the small world collapsed and destroyed…

Jing Zhao was forced to go back to the stove and clean up the mess he left behind.
(End) World One: Arrogant and indulgent rich daughter × poor and pure academic god (after seducing the academic god, smash his heart into pieces, and wantonly trample and humiliate him)

Before returning to the furnace, Jing Zhao: It’s just a bet, it’s really interesting to see how we learn to fall in love!

After returning to the furnace, Jing Zhao: …

(End) World 2: Black Lotus Female Doctor×Little Wolf Dog Experimental Subject
Before returning to the furnace, Jing Zhao: Love? What love is there to talk about in the end of the world? It’s not worth the usefulness of your supernatural ability. Don’t worry, as long as you cooperate obediently, the pain will end soon.
After returning to the furnace, Jing Zhao: …

(End) World 3: Qingmei, a fine vase × top-ranking actor Zhuma (Vase attacked the showbiz, abandoned the actor for resources)
Before returning to the furnace, Jing Zhao: You want me to act in any drama that breaks the Internet, are you still my boyfriend? I do not care! If we can’t get the heroine of “xxx”, we will break up.

(End) World Four: Frail and Sick White Lotus × White Cut Hei Tong Husband (ghost) [Ancient]

(End) World Five: The Most Beautiful Female in the Tribe × Overbearing and Loyal Dog White Tiger

(End) The Sixth World: Infatuated Rich Girl × Fake Dude Rich Second Generation

(End) The Seventh World: Simple and Cute Mermaid × Human Singer

(End) World Eight: Voice-activated sleep aid female anchor × Zhenxiang game master

(End) The Ninth World: The Proud Princess×Human Snake Guard [Interstellar]

(End) World Ten: Grinding Fairy × Innocent Daoist [Fantasy]

(End) World Eleven: Green Tea Gold Digger × Uprightness Gets Rich

(End) World Twelve: Gentle scum, paranoid overlord × blatant evil beauty

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For unknown reasons, he finds himself transported to a parallel world's Japan, unexpectedly taking over the body of a soon-to-be high school student who had died accidentally. Surprisingly, he did not inherit any memories. However, the first challenge he faces upon arriving here is a language barrier...Just as he struggles to communicate with his new family, a heavenly voice arrives: the black technology system has been activated, and the initial item—translation konjac—has been distributed.This is the story of someone with above-average intelligence but almost no physical strength in the Classroom of the Supreme Power.

“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...”Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp.You boys love your villain stories, don’t you?You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy.But you?You don’t want to lift a damn finger.You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed.You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible.You’re not fans of villains.You’re fetishists.You want the violence, but not the silence after it.You want domination, but not the burden of being hated.You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it.You don’t read these stories to understand evil.You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way.“Villains don’t play fair.”Exactly. That’s why you love them.Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t.You don’t want a villain’s life.You want his results.You want to watch him burn the world for a woman.But you’d cry if a girl left you on read.So tell me—What exactly are you rooting for?At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs.You know the type.Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead.She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job.But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched.Her cape drops before her guard does.But I don't need to tear it off.She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie.You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy?Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended?That's not conquest.That’s devotion, baby.Unfiltered. Undeniable.And the irony?They fall the hardest.Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath.But I do.I whisper into the cracks of their perfection.I plant kisses where they hide their pain.I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength.And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission—That’s when I rise.I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption.I’m not a villain.I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor.

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