Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! - Chapter 99 - 94 Wu Zhong Notify the Fishing Guild

One day, I was summoned to this world.

Set in the world of Naruto, the story follows the emotional journey of Naruto Uzumaki as he makes a life-altering decision to leave the village of Konoha. After fulfilling his promise to Sakura by bringing Sasuke back, Naruto feels a sense of stagnation in the village. No longer finding purpose in staying, and without any immediate threats, he decides to follow in Jiraiya’s footsteps and embark on a journey of self-discovery.This is a romantic and drama novel, it will not concentrat on adventure or fighting.This is an excerpt from one of the chapters:........As they walked, ***** pouted. “Naruto… My hair got wet… Lift me up a little more.”Naruto raised an eyebrow, a strange smile forming on his lips.Kushina narrowed her eyes. “What are you thinking…?!”His grin widened.******* gasped in realization. “No. No, no… Don’t even think about it!”And suddenly, he lowered her to the level of the river, her **** hair spreading over the surface like silk. She screamed, “Naruto… you've soaked me… what am I going to do with you now?”She reached into the water and splashed some at him, saying, “Alright… then take this…”Naruto turned his face away to avoid getting wet, laughing, then looked at her playfully and said, “If you don't stop, I'll throw you completely into the water.”She replied with a challenge, still teasing, “Then do it… and I'll take you with me.”They locked eyes for a moment before bursting into happy laughter. Then Naruto lifted her again and continued walking...........

After years of exile, Marcus is coming back home. A powerful mage with few equals, Marcus lives in a world full of monsters and powerful adepts, many of which have bad histories with him. But he has not come back to pursue vengeance or start a fight. All Marcus wants to do is reconnect with old friends, build himself a house, and maybe train a successor or two.Alas, the world didn’t stop just because Marcus went into exile, and not everyone is content to let go of old grievances. Strange things are happening in the world at large, too, hinting at a looming disaster of unknown nature. Still, where there is a will, there is a way.If nothing else, Marcus has a lot of magical power to throw at problems.+++Zenith of Sorcery is set in its own original setting and isn’t related to Mother of Learning… beyond being written by the same person, of course. This is a more classical fantasy story than my previous one, with a lower level of technology and stuff like elves and dwarves, but it has a lot of worldbuilding effort put into it and its own complex magical system. The story has significant xianxia influences, but isn’t meant to be a xianxia story.For those of you not familiar with my previous work, I write relatively slowly. I intend to publish chapters at the rate of one chapter every three or four weeks, subject to further delays as life intervenes.

Cyril was a Harry Potter book fan. He unexpectedly obtained a chatterbox system that said it would take him to experience the desired Wizarding World.

He rubbed his hands together gleefully. Was there such a good thing?

However, once the system was finished, he found that this Wizarding World didn’t seem quite right?

Cyril (eyes shaking: Forest monster? Brass steam train? Gloomy wizard’s tower? Wizarding academy of the fittest? This wasn’t right!

System (forcing itself to be calm): Magic creatures! The appearance doesn’t matter! The architecture isn’t the key! It is still a wizarding academy! There isn’t anything wrong with it! Not bad, not bad!

Cyril struggled to make it through the Blackheart Wizard Academy. Fortunately, there was the gentle and courteous chief gentleman to cling to. This was until he found that the handsome chief seemed to be plotting against him…

My god! This seemed to the other identity of the crazy great magician and necromancer?

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According to legends, the dark, paranoid, crazy and perverted great necromancer rubbed the white and delicate neck of the beautiful young man in his arms and whispered, “My dear, I heard that you have been very close to the commander of the Holy Light Knights recently?

Cyril denied it three consecutive times with an innocent face, “I’m not! I didn’t! Who is talking nonsense?”

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