The Mighty Mage - Chapter 15 - : Cultivation Tower

A recurring nightmare afflicted Khan's nights since the Second Impact. His dreams replayed the scenes of the crash of the Nak's spaceship, an alien race that the humans had defeated five hundred years ago.

Ordinary high school students get a god-level selection system, and their choices can become stronger!

Huh? Is there a big beauty ahead and need help? ??

Option 1: Step forward and help Fang Xue. Reward Charisma +5 and Fang Xue’s favorability +30.

Option 2: Give Fang Xue a cup of hot drink. Reward Charisma +5 and Fang Xue’s favorability score 20.

Option 3: Children make choices, I want them all!

“Reward charisma value +15, Fang Xue’s favorability score 60, extra bonus skill: tricks for making girls.”

The top genius of the big family is arrogant and arrogant?

Option 1: Beat the opponent brutally and reward the god-level martial arts ‘Dragon Elephant Magic Art’;

Option 2: If the opponent is convinced, reward a golden treasure chest;

Option 3: I am just passing by, and I will be rewarded with a random gift.

Rich second generation bullying men and women?

Option 1: Go with the opponent and reward the evil value of 10,000.

Option 2: Reprimand loudly and reward 100,000 experience points;

Option 3: teach the other party righteously, reward god-level random skills and 10 million money.

In my life, there are choices everywhere, and I can get stronger everywhere!

Feng slowly backed up to the door, “W—what’s up with you both?” Two tall blond men stalked closer and caged her in the corner, “Aiden, Ethan, you both are too—too close,”

He is the heir of Di Hao Group; decisive, cold-blooded yet dotes on his wife a little too much.

“Husband, I think I want to rear a pet. What do you think we should rear?”

“Rear you.”

“Husband, I want to change bed sheets. Which material do you think is the most comfortable to sleep on?”

“You.”

“………”

Zhuang Nai Nai: Can’t he speak properly for once?

One day, somebody asked the man, “Why are you always the first one to bow your head every time you two fight?”

Si Zheng Ting: “I am 185 cm, she is 165 cm. Of course I have to bow down to speak to her.”

To put it short, this is a story about a black-belly president, his wife and their effort to conceive children after marriage.

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