The Heartthrob Became My Boyfriend - Chapter 293 - 292 Not Afraid to Start Over

This is a brand new story.

A mysterious youth who came from a mysterious village, didn’t have the Heart of Tao. Nor did he have the Tao Spirituality nor an unblocked Tao Physique.

However, even in such a situation, he had his heart set on Tao and submitted himself to the Seeking-Tao Sect as a disciple and stepped on his way, an unusual and unique way to Tao cultivation!

After being reborn twice, Jiang Chen discovered that the tragic death of the first life was not an accident, but a meticulous design for the sake of never ending troubles.

The protagonist of “Life of Domination” wears the “best choice system”. In the delivery room, the system gives him two choices: “ordinary biological parents” and “rich non-biological parents”.
The protagonist chooses without hesitation.

So , the system took Jiang Chen and the protagonist unknowingly, and the life after that was turned upside down.

The protagonist relying on the system in his hand, went all the way from a scholar to a crocodile, inheriting the family business in expectation, a complete life winner
Jiang Chen, on the other hand, had to give up his original dream and graduate early to earn.

One hundred years after the star calendar, the scientific research boss Jiang Chen woke up and returned to his second year of high school. His father was disabled in a car accident, and his mother carried all the heavy burdens, but did not complain to him at all.

Jiang Chen did not choose to find his biological parents first, but made a breakthrough by himself with the memories of his previous life and the knowledge he had learned in his previous life.

In a word: Professor Jiang, a man who can tear apart the system plug-in with his bare hands.

- Description from Novelupdates

The Empire's forces retreated in desperation—trampled by faceless horrors bringing darkness and death to these once beautiful lands.Only the most courageous stood in defiance, forming a last defence to buy the people time to flee—fighting until the final embers of hope burned out.A man stands with a silver sword, like a beacon of hope to those around him. He roared with all his might drawing his blade against the overwhelming enemy!“You face Lancelot, Sword of the Empire! ”These horrors tested the Lord's grit and loyalty in the final moments.“Should my blade break, I will use my body!”The knights had fallen, broken swords for their tombstones, and lords fled, betraying the Empire to survive.“If my body breaks, I'll use my Soul!”Lancelot, the sword of the Empire, fought alone.All hope seemed lost.“And if my Soul fails...”What could a single man and his army do?He fights against the dark tide, blade in hand, heart on sleeve.“I will sell myself to the devil for revenge!”But he was too weak, too fragile.The last Lord of humanity stood against the enemy.Lancelot was a master of the sword, a mortal, neither a God nor a Saint.Miracles were beyond his reach.Now only a broken man impaled on his own destroyed throne.His blade shattered—now, like rose petals, it was scattered across the charred ground.Lancelot's soul was fated for the abyss as the light faded from his eyes.His last ounce of resistance used staring at the man who betrayed the Empire.Now with only the desire to kill, crush and seek revenge smouldering inside him.Now unwilling to die and desperate to fight once again.He desired to fight for the people who supported him.Lancelot refused to surrender, to fall like this.As quietly in the abyss, a voice whispered to him.It tried to entice the Lord, ignite his desire to win and fight again.“If given a second chance, to relive your life with a different choice... Would you Accept?”Blood gathered in his throat, forcing him to reply in his mind.A frail and broken voice'There is no reason to ask, of course!'“No matter the cost?”'Even if I were to lose everything...''If my people can live on. I would sacrifice everything I have!'“You will no longer be the same, a monster, twisted and vicious.”“Will you still accept?”The Lord's heart ached, taking great pride in his humanity.To lose that caused his mind to falter.Finally, out of power, unable to speak or reply with a trembling arm.Lancelot reached out.Towards the raspy voice.Towards the abyss.Towards a new future.[So you would accept after all...]'I must accept.''I must stand tall.''I must not break.''Because...''I am the Lord of humanity![Nay, you are the king of demons]