MTL - Chu Wang Fei - Chapter 349

In the age of mutants and technology, everyone is after power and eternal life, but Kiba lives for his dreams of lust and vanity.

A man on a mission to live the life to the fullest. The tale of the legendary Wife Hunter whose very name terrifies husbands around the globe.

This is the story of the devil who does as his heart pleases, unafraid of the labels of good and evil.

For decades, mysterious dungeons have been popping up all over the world. The resources found within these dungeons have completely reshaped human society, turning life upside down.In this world, Tsukasa Kisaragi, a high school student and active dungeon explorer, harbors a lingering regret.Back when he first got his explorer license, his social anxiety held him back from forming any party or making friends.But whether it was a blessing or a curse, Tsukasa was born with an extraordinary talent for dungeon exploration. He was so good at it that even solo, he could conquer any dungeon without breaking a sweat. He got used to going it alone, and before he realized it, he had become one of the few EX-rank explorers in all of Japan—so rare they could be counted on one hand.Despite his incredible skills, Tsukasa kept his true identity hidden, living a low-key life. But one day, he stumbled upon something that would change everything: dungeon streaming. And from that moment, his world would never be the same.

In a world of countless schemes, where you are being manipulated at every moment,often without even knowing it.A world where you can't be sure if what you see is reality… or just another illusion crafted as part of a deeper scheme.This is the story of someone who survives it all kind of schemes both small and vast, some he understands, and others he never even realizes.Even he, who is constantly being schemed against, crafts schemes of his own against others.This is a world ruled by deception and Yuan will persevere it, shape it, and rise through it.------------English is not my native language, so please understand if there are any mistakes

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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