Douluo: I Just Made Everything Up - Chapter 282: You Are Guilty!

This book is also known as: “The Wandering Ninja World Begins From Answering Questions”, “Escape: When All Naruto Comes to Pirates”, “Me! Naruto! Six Hokage! The sixth emperor of the sea! “, “Comprehensive Comics: Unlimited World Games”, “Comprehensive Comics: Why Is Jia Yi Still Not Dead?” 》

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The supporting actor Jia Yi came to the Ninja world with the examination system, and pulled Xiao to organize everyone into the examination space to answer the questions. After a few rounds of answering, Jia Yi was horrified to find that the Ninja world had changed.

Because of the exam, Xiao organization is determined to rob the child and forms a group to brush Konoha.

Because of the exam, Vortex Nagato, together with Madara Uchiha, vowed to plant the red flag in every corner of the ninja world.

But no one in the ninja world thought that because of the exam, the Otsutsugi family merged all the eyes of reincarnation, triggering the taboo that would destroy the world.

The destruction of the ninja world was imminent. In order to find a way to survive, Jia Yi broke through the world wall and boarded the ship of the world, ready to escape to another world, but was discovered by ninjas in the ninja world by accident.

Helpless, he had to take the entire ninja world to escape, looking for a way to kill the taboo.

The first stop in the wandering ninja world – One Piece.

When the huge world ship came to the world of pirates, it happened to meet in the starry sky and escaped Aini Road on the golden ship.

Looking at the weird-looking Anilu, Nagato narrowed his eyes slightly: “You just said… you are also a god?”

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Three years after graduation, Chu Mo, who could barely maintain his most basic life, opened the Shenhao system, and an unlimited and safe bank card appeared in front of him. start a company? to invest? buy stocks? These in unlimited banks…

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Yang Yi, along with everyone else, is thrust upon a Maritime Survival Game.Some lucky individuals possess special ships; the Iron Heart is armed to the teeth, the Swift Wind is so fast it’s almost invisible, and the Ironhead charges forward with a massive ram.Only the Nightmare, Yang Yi’s ghost ship, has strange and gory elements.The protagonist’s journey won’t be smooth sailing — this is not a story for the weak-hearted.

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.