Rise of the Devourer - Chapter 47Book 2: — Final Training

After midnight, you’re not allowed to enter the bathroom.

At exactly 2 am, there was a knock on the door.

A woman with disheveled hair and a bony figure always had her back turned to me.

Encountering strange events? Luckily, I can rewind!

This is a story of a reborn individual who navigates a world invaded by strangeness, carefully taking

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Ever since Su Tian had transmigrated, she received a “Villainous Bosses Mentoring System” that could automatically identify villainous bosses IN THE MAKING.

As for her missions, they were a little more complicated. For example:

Stopping the boy in her class from deviating onto the path of becoming a villain;

Turn the boy who was going to create a global financial crisis into Jack Ma of the new world;

Talk the strange girl working at the toy shop out of her spending habit, because she will be the cause of hyperinflation!

And the boy from the countryside that she ran into, please give up on developing bioweapons! Why don’t you focus on the Nobel Prize instead?

Just when Su Tian thought all the little villains were growing straight up into upstanding people under her “education of love”, the small villains brought about a big villain…

The young man has slender arms and legs and he cornered her into the restroom. He looked deeply into her eyes said, “I also need …”

Su Tian shuddered, “What… what do you need?”

“The education of love,” said the young man meaningfully!

Ten minute later, Su Tian… was educated.

System: This system is only responsible for identifying villains IN THE WORK. Matured villain are outside of its parameters.

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“I never spent a dime from your debt, you both lost it gambling always…” Another slap landed on Astrid's face and this came from none other than her dad, Josh.“You ungrateful brat, it's only the request I am pleading for,” Josh let out and then a sardonic smile escaped her lips.She wiped the tears from her face and now stood from the ground.“I am not going to get married to a man old enough to be my father.” she declared firmly this time not avoiding eye contact with her dad that much.“What?” Josh's voice countered.“Why for once can't you love me?” She cried out her hands moving to her chest as she tried to hold in her tears.Josh moved closer to her, lifting her by her chin roughly, “Then do this one favor for me and save us from losing everything I have ever worked for,” His voice was a bit calm but stern, one could tell he didn't care about Astrid.********Astrid Daniels who is hated by everyone and is known as the faso of family is forced to get married to the man arranged by her father to protect his company from plummeting and also help in paying his debt.She refused but then was told by her dad that he would help pay for her mum’s surgery if she was doing his wish.Since she was a high school drop she couldn't get a good job to pay for her mum's surgery so she needed to agree to her dad’s proposal.On the day of her wedding ceremony with the older man, things turn around when she goes into the wrong hall and gets married to one of the richest men in their city and also her crush.What fate do you think awaits her?

William was but an ordinary man—until fate saw fit to thrust him fifteen years into the past. Yet, this was no mere journey through time; he awoke not in his own flesh, but in that of the third son of Duke Herne, the most formidable noble in the realm.Now, amidst the glittering halls of power, where smiles conceal daggers and honour is but a well-spoken lie, William must navigate a world where commoners are naught but dust beneath the boots of the aristocracy. In this treacherous game of deception and ambition, he must learn quickly—for in the world of the nobility, ignorance is a death sentence----------------------------Hear ye, my loyal readers… From this day onward, updates shall be limited to three chapters per day—no more!Alas, my quill grows weary, and my stockpile of chapters runs thin. The weight of silence presses upon this tale, and my passion falters…I ask but a simple boon—Golden Tickets and a flood of reviews! Shall this humble plea go unanswered?.