Pseudo Resident’s Illegal Stay in Another World - Chapter 8: Hassan is Free (2)

Chi Zhao binds with the slag shou system, and if he succeeds in his missions, he will be rewarded.

But who said life is easy!

A rich old man who was slagged by him: “I know you love me. Your past pains, I’ve already investigated them.”

The star admiral who had been slagged by him: “Don’t be reluctant anymore! I’ve always known that you didn’t betray me.”

The entertainment mogul who was slagged by him: “Don’t make any noise. Honey, will you come home with me?”

The dark sentinel who was slagged by him: “Now, do you still want to say that it is not my child?”

The prince regent who was slagged by him said, “The mountains and rivers are yours, but you are mine.”

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Chi Zhao burst into tears: “Boss, believe me just this once. Let me get the reward, okay?”

Thinking that the acting is very good, in fact, every day he’s spreading meng.

- Description from Novelupdates

The apocalypse has descended. People are trapped indoors, driven to despair by severe supply shortages.Yet, Lin Lang has awakened the 10000x Rebate System. Any supplies consumed by his women will be returned to him ten-thousand-fold!!![Shen Chuchu consumed one piece of beef jerky. Refunded: 10,000 pieces][Ning Shuangyu consumed one Superpower Fruit. Refunded: 10,000 fruits]……An endless stream of refunded supplies! Physical enhancements that break past human limits!Right in the apocalypse, Lin Lang is finally living the blissful life of his dreams.If you were to ask him if he has any other wishes—“Actually, I have room to take in a few more goddesses.”

Irene Pareira is a boy who sleeps to run away from reality.

As the Gods descended onto Earth to bless their children to save them from the threat of extinction, supernatural beings were born with the help of the System.

However, not everyone was blessed.

Zayn was a “Normie”, but he was quite happy about that!

Who the hell needs the Blessing of a God or a spoon-feeding system?

I don't!

As long as I had the Grimoire of the Ancient, some fragmented memories of my past, and my Army of Spirits, not even Gods would dare to look me in the eyes!