My Pick Up Artist System - Chapter 303: The broken and the damned

Gods choose those with natural talent; demons choose those who never give up.My name is Dylan Chen, a person chosen by the demons. Of course, you can also call me “Ghost Guest.” On the road of reincarnation, just mention my name, and the guards of the netherworld will make way for you.That day, I asked the heavens three questions, and the celestial beings and Buddhas remained silent. Then I knew there was no longer a place for me in this world. Therefore, I have no choice but to kill them all!Better to live a complete life as a mortal than to be an immortal for eons! This immortality, I shall not pursue!

[WARNING!] [May Contain Adult Scenes... ]

A dimensional storm befell Earth, ripping through space in every country and creating paths to dimensional realms.

Immortals, gods, demons, angels, and many other creatures from other dimensions came to Earth.

However, all the mysterious dimensional realms was incredibly dangerous. Other people risk their lives to venture into the realms, but with my fast regeneration speed, I regenerate from all injuries an instant!

A rare relic with 0.01 percent chance at dropping? I will regenerate a clone and make it grind until it drops!

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Forced into dual cultivation by the very woman he loathe, Tyrion took absolute and infinite advantage of it.

Reincarnating into the body of a recruit that died during the entrance examination. Methuselah Tyrion woke up into an unknown future/past.

[DING!]

[God-Level Healing Factor System Activated]

[First Level: Peak-human Regeneration: Host would be able to regenerate lost limbs or even massive chunks of their bodies, but usually cannot survive complete brain destruction and will not survive decapitation or being rendered to bits.]

[Second Level: Super Enhanced Regeneration: Host would be able to recreate and posses multiple organs such as extra brains, hearts and liver in one body.]

[Third Level: Supernatural Regeneration: Host would be able to regenerate multiple body parts and finally be able to create clones!]

With a system that awakened and evolved his innate bloodline. He could heal and regenerate, 10,000 times than a normal person in a world stormed by dimensional beasts.

[DING!]

[Dual cultivation successful]

[True Ancient Crimson Dragon Bloodline Inherited!]

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Xie Yunnan accidentally learned that he was a cannon fodder in someone else’s love, and would lose his life because of it.

What the hell is this? He doesn’t want to die!

Also, he is clearly a top. His dream since childhood was to marry a beautiful and fair-skinned wife!

After inadvertently saving a pitiful and frail beauty, Xie Yunnan bit down, and got the certificate with someone.

He married, and the scumbag left.

After marriage, Xie Yunnan fed his little wife every day and vowed to be a considerate and good husband.

After feeding and feeding, he gradually felt that something was wrong.

Good little wife, why are you getting stronger?!

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Duan Changqing, a body-refining madman, transmigrated into a pitiful little fellow with injuries all over his body, and found a Taoist companion who was in-line with his heart.

He is very satisfied.

He will definitely grow back his muscles as soon as possible, and beat down all those who dare to bully his Taoist companion!

Duan Changqing worked hard to cultivate. After becoming strong, he suddenly found that he was also the most respected high priest in this world.

Duan Changqing, who had just become the leader of the rebel army and is discussing with people how to kill all the priests including the high priest: “…”

How to hide his vest? Urgently waiting online!

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When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.