Demonic Pornstar System - Chapter 19: Just Five?

In the game Myth2, Klaus Park was already considered a top player at just 13 years old. With his advanced knowledge of the game and methods of adapting to the most varied situations, he became a world champion younger than anyone else. However, due to a tragic incident, he left his team and the gaming world a year later.

Now, 7 years after leaving the professional scene, he returned to play the eminent VRMMORPG called Rise Online, a unique game of unrestricted freedom whose number of players already exceeds one hundred million. This game allows players to use real-world skills such as martial arts, archery, blacksmithing, or reaction time for their own benefit, along with the freedom to explore 7 colossal, mythological worlds.

Planning how to conquer dungeons? Fight against powerful guilds? Slay the Werewolf King? Face hordes of thousands of zombies? Have the power to revive the dead? Or discover unknown battle techniques?

None of this is impossible for Klaus, a legendary player, and holder of the Psych Class, allowing him to see and talk to spirits, copy abilities, cast magic items, and see the signs that no one else can see across the worlds. His real goal is to reach the throne of the paranormal world and the top of the player and guild ranks of Rise Online. No matter what is in front of him, he will be head-on with his best, be it the High Lord of Vampires or the strongest Guild Master.

Hitoshi's life sucked and then a truck made it even worse.But death wasn't the end. He wakes up in a fantasy world as a slave, expecting more of the same bad luck. Then a maid from the super-rich Aoi family buys him to work at their huge mansion. Finally, a break, right?Wrong.Sure, the mansion is amazing. The food is great. And yeah, the Aoi family treats him way better than he expected. But something's... off. Why do they watch him so closely? Why does everyone get weird when he smiles? And why do bad things keep happening to anyone who gets too friendly with him?Hitoshi just wants to be a good servant and make everyone happy. He doesn't realize that his kind heart and helpful nature are stirring up something dangerous within the Aoi household. In this new world, his greatest talent might become his biggest problem.They say no good deed goes unpunished. In the Aoi mansion, every act of kindness pulls him deeper into a web of obsession he never saw coming.“Reincarnated into Madness: Yandere Family's Unwanted Slave” is a story about second chances, magic, and what happens when being too nice leads to some seriously creepy consequences.

Lu Yuan, who traveled through the world of cultivating immortals and obtained the [Skill Panel], is well aware of the dangers of the world of cultivating immortals.

[Sword Control has reached LV.10, please choose an advanced direction…]

[Acquire advanced skills Riding the Wind and Swordsmanship: Double the speed of the sword]

[The Breath Concentration Technique has reached LV.10, please choose the advanced direction…]

[Acquired advanced skills: Tortoise Containing Breath Technique: Doubled the hidden effect of breath]

[Camouflage has reached LV.10, please choose the advanced direction…]

[Acquire advanced skills · Disguise: You can adjust your own facial muscles to achieve a perfect disguise effect]

The so-called cultivating immortals is to live longer than anyone else!

Killing the enemy is not a skill, living has a future!

Running fast, being able to hide, and having an unremarkable appearance… This is how she looks like an immortal emperor!

Lu Yuan: “I only do three things when I come to the world of cultivating immortals… Longevity! Longevity! In the end, it’s the goddamn longevity!”

“Only those who are alive… are worthy of cultivating immortals!!!”

“What, you are talking about ghosts and immortals? A bunch of crooked things, crawl for me!”

Wen Jianliu is a cultivator, because I am too afraid of death, so I have maxed out my life-saving skills!

[Cool Points: Proficiency, Steady Development, Gou Dao, Xian Xia, System]

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My name is Yan, and since I was a child, I’ve been able to see some strange things.For example—In elementary school, our new neighbor Aunt Tan had a pair of all-around genius twins, who were like the “precious little geniuses” with halos above their heads. They could recite the English-Chinese dictionary backwards at three, master both Chinese and Western musical instruments by five, and hack into a country’s database by seven…Growing up next to such prodigies, my life was inhumane, tragic, and constantly subjected to comparisons.To escape the comparisons with these “other people’s children,” I specifically applied to a private boarding school for middle school.On my first day, my deskmate was a small, thin girl with bangs, wearing an old uniform, and her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s.Three months later, she woke up from a nap with a “rebirth” halo above her head.She moved effortlessly among the cold academic genius, the wolf-like school bully, the fierce boss, and the gentle childhood friend, leaving me, a lonely onlooker, utterly amazed.By university, I thought I had finally escaped this abnormal world.But as soon as I stepped into my dorm room, my footsteps froze.My roommates each had halos like “ancient times to modern,” “post-apocalyptic superhuman,” “will die if not spending money,” and “ghost king revival.”I clutched my little blanket and applied to the counselor for a room change, but to no avail.Over time, I gradually got used to it. “Handover systems,” “management systems,” “book transmigration,” “infinite worlds,” “three-and-a-half-year-olds,” “interstellar live streams,” “red envelope groups”…The types of halos kept increasing, and I was able to calmly ignore all of it, focusing on my own life.Every morning, I skillfully helped my “ancient to modern” roommate, who was being blacklisted online, dodge campus paparazzi and secure seats for class.At noon, I assisted my tycoon roommate in distributing today’s haul of luxury skincare and designer bags, tasting the city’s top private chef’s custom lunchbox, and exclaiming with emotion, “Darling, can I really accept these?”In the evening, I enjoyed the flowers and plants cultivated by my superhuman roommate on the balcony, tasting a mutated cherry tomato and commenting, “I feel refreshed and purified.”Late at night, when my ghost king roommate quietly climbed back through the window, I peeked out to ask, “You’re back a bit late today, didn’t bring anything back, did you?”My name is Yan, and I am not the protagonist of this world.