Genocide Online ~Playtime Diary of an Evil Young Girl~ - Chapter 149

Mediocrity is the normal state of most people, and some of them can’t even reach the normal state~ A young man from a small town, ugly and inferior, disliked by relatives and friends, mediocre grades…

All these changes started with a beam of light going to the university train, and the boy was bound to the high-quality male god system.

The days are getting more and more hopeful, and the system is really fragrant:

As long as you learn, you can modify your own bugs;

As long as you do good deeds, you can get corresponding banknote rewards;

As long as you are praised, you can get relevant talent blessings;

…

This, it’s hard not to love, okay!

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In a world full of caped superheroes, supervillains, and monsters, Aldrich is worthless. 95% of humanity has evolved to develop superpowers, but Aldrich is one of the rare few that has no powers at all.

The beginning of the apocalypse brought chaos and disaster to humanity. It tore away the mask of society and revealed the cruelty hiding beneath.Ivy Ravencroft experienced it all firsthand. Her family was unfair and cruel, and they abused her so badly that she went blind. Her lover died trying to protect her, and she spent the next five years struggling to survive—until she finally died in the apocalypse.But then, Ivy woke up again—reborn in the first year of the apocalypse. At first, she felt hopeless. If only she had returned to a time before the apocalypse, she could have gathered food, weapons, and supplies to survive better.Still, she was grateful for one thing: she had kept her special ability—the power to create safe zones. This time, Ivy made a promise. She would protect her lover, find her real family, and take revenge on everyone who had hurt her...................................“Huh? Why is there a bento box lying here?” Ivy asked, confused.“What bento? Are you trying to trick me again?” Silas asked, sadness in his eyes.“This one!” Ivy said, holding up the packaged meal and waving it at him.“What the—where did that come from?” Silas stared at it in shock.Ivy’s eyes widened. She realized something—only she could see these items, and when she picked them up, they became real.“Can… I buy it from you?” Silas asked, unsure.“Of course. But I won't give it to you for free.” Ivy smiled like a fox.Silas closed his eyes; he was ready for her to demand something sky-high and said,“Okay. Tell me how many gold bars you want.”Ivy smiled and teased, “I don't want gold bars; they are way too cheap. I want one kiss.”Silas: Blushing hard.His subordinates: “...” This wave of dog food was too unexpected!.......................................................With the supplies, picking a superpower and a safe zone superpower, Ivy built her own residential area.She gained Kindness Energy and multiplied supplies with the help of Temporal Storage.

I am a female secretary of an overbearing president in a typical dog blood drama text.

The kind of person who doesn’t have a name at the end of the day, and could only be called “secretary”, one who wears a tight fitting black dress and a pair of 10cm high heels every day, running around in front of the president, humbly praying for the president’s attention, and hating the heroine.

In fact, I really don’t. If I like the president, I’ll be struck by lightning.

I’m getting more and more sick of the president lately. Except for the outstanding appearance that the author forced on him, this person is really useless from head to toe, low in EQ, and low in IQ.

A legendary business genius who is all-powerful, but he doesn’t even understand anything, chickens know more than him.

I had to reject all of his unreasonable demands every day, and on the way, teach him relevant knowledge of economic law and finance, and gradually…he became a master.

I’m so tired, I really want to quit my job.

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