Guide to tame my villainous husbands - Chapter 2: Transmigration to the interstellar world!

Weary reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, dim library.Regrettably, this book is unwell.Your fingers should be able to feel the raised growths on the surface of its cover,Words written in bygone days are like parasites rooted in the pages, hoping for someone to observe their wriggling,To feel, to decipher, to touch the essence of this ailing story.If you insist on borrowing this book, please make sure to regularly check your own physical condition.

What if an alien baby born in the midst of a major conflict on another planet was sent to Earth to save his life? Born with intelligence and the ability to create technology from any material he touches, he was found by a couple in rural Japan and raised like a normal human.Despite his powers beyond reason, living in a peaceful world forced him to restrain himself. He grew up as a young man who loved high-tech superheroes, but never had the chance to realize his dream of becoming a hero.However, everything changed when he and his classmates were suddenly transported to another world—a world of monsters, war, and chaos. Seeing the helplessness of the humans in that world, he realized that this was the chance he had been waiting for.Not with magic, swords, or ordinary physical strength—he would become a hero with technological sophistication that surpassed any civilization!This will be Ren Takamura's story!

#MATURECONTENT #SMUT #REDFLAGHer Ex says “You're something that can't be shown in public Penny. You're fat, fat repels people and worse you're ugly.”Her sister says, “Take a good look at yourself, Penny. I'm better looking than you, why wouldn't Chris choose me?”Her mother says, “You're an embarrassment. I wish you were dead.”Her stepfather says, “You're useless and will never amount to anything.”Their servants say, “She's a product of rape. The child that had ruined her mother's life.”But he says, “You're my life. My wife. My everything. Anyone who dares bully you will have me to contend with.”After being betrayed by her ex and sister, Penelope is deceived into marriage with a mad Billionaire.But what she thought to be a curse, turned out to be the sweetest thing in the world. It was surprising how much the madman dotted on her and was ready to kill anyone who touched his wife.Excerpts,“I... I'm fat, nobody wants to be with fat a girl.” She blurted out, hoping he would stop trying to rip off the sheets from her body if he was aware of it.It's a norm for men to hate fat women. They get easily turned off when they see the larger boobs, flat wide ass, and pot belly. But the man before her didn't seem like he cared.“I have eyes, woman,” he said flatly. This man must truly be crazy. His hand slid higher, the sheet slipping between his fingers and she panicked even more.“I'm uneducated. Unemployed and eat a drum of food every day.” Penny continued. She would do anything, anything to make him see her as unattractive.“I drive a Tata Nano car. The cheapest car in the world. I'm useless, a product of rape, and a shapeless cow. How can you still want me after all these?” Penny cried out.“Then why are you here?” His voice turned cold, anger burning in his eyes. He had no idea why such a beautiful woman would look down on herself like this.“B... Because I... I was forced to marry you.” She said hoping he would let her go, but it seemed her words only fueled him more.“Is that so?” His breath warmed her skin as he leaned in, his lips a hairsbreadth from her ear. A dark chuckle escaped his lips as he watched her tremble.“Then you're mine now. My wife. Mine alone.” He growled.

Zixu woke up to find himself in the world of *Naruto*.Too weak to survive? No problem—he has the Kaido template.Unfamiliar with the *Naruto* world and clueless about ninjutsu? No worries—devouring Sarutobi Hiruzen's soul will take care of that.Caught in the constant battles between ninja villages and struggling to protect himself? Simple—just start his own teaching faction.Lacking manpower? Short on talent? Easy—swing the hoe well, and no corner is too deep to dig.