Transmigrated with my corruption system - Chapter 65: The Darkness Returns

Chosen by the System, Jing Ling, each time she was completing a task would harvest a bunch of scum males.

The accumulated grievance caused her to have an accident while performing the task. Reborn in a parallel time and space to a seventeen year old body, although the gender has changed from female to male, the various attributes and skills that were redeemed from the system were still there.

Looking in the mirror at a face that could cause the downfall of a country and its people, Jing Ling’s infuriatingly arrogant smile emerged.

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Don’t be afraid, this time I don’t want you. Change your girlfriend 🙂

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[Mature Content] Divorced and in debt, Elena decides to become the contract wife of three rich and famous men. A fair exchange begins between a woman disillusioned about love and men with their own demands and desires. But when they demand for more than her body, she discovers many dark truths as the past slowly catches up to her.

[Mature Content]“The brightest light casts the darkest shadow”Eirin lived her life in the shadows of her precious friend, but she soon fell into deep chaos after she stumbled upon a humanoid that tried to take her life without an ounce of hesitation. She was saved by a group of people who wielded unknown abilities, and the moment she woke up, it all felt like a nightmare.Just when she thought she had escaped death, the people who saved her are now the ones after her life. Misfortunes started going her way, and creatures unknown to her appeared one by one, taking the most precious person away from her and leaving Eirin in despair.Secrets started unfolding, and the monster Eirin sought for so long was not the one she expected them to be.

Hello, everyone. My name is Shen JianGuo. I’m a night school teacher. I mainly teach the subjects of (Marxist) philosophy and ethics. I occasionally review new policies and measures for the students. I never see my colleagues and students during the day. The training institute classrooms are all abandoned schools, hospitals, or houses. The bus number is 444 and it always appears in front of my door at 12 midnight and disappears before 5am.

What? You say I met a ghost? Impossible. As a staunch scientific materialist, I don’t believe ghosts exist in this world.

But recently I’ve had an issue to raise. Can the training institute bring the class time up a little bit? Wouldn’t it be good to start around 8pm? Though I fear nothing on earth or in the heavens, I’m afraid of going bald.

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