MTL - Conan’s Denial of Confession - Chapter 346 : The connection between the serial dead

Su Yu died of alcohol poisoning on the day she received the actress trophy she was thinking of.
Then she was found by a stupid system.
System: Join the Women’s Match League! Enter all the worlds to complete tasks, and I can make you reach the pinnacle of your life!
Su Yu: But I was already at the peak of my life, so I quit!
Even if she was reluctant, Su Yu entered the world in order to survive.
first world
The task assigned to her by the system: take everything from the male protagonist!
Su Yu robbed his fans and his money, and finally looked at the fair girl and fell silent.
Su Yu asked in embarrassment: Do you want to grab this too?
System: Grab!
second world
Looking at the familiar girl, Su Yu rubbed her brows, “Are you still robbing?”
System: Grab!
Su Yu: Would you say anything else?
System: Go!
loop*
Nth world
Su Yu habitually wanted to continue grabbing, but suddenly found that this time the girl had a memory.
System: Grab! Go!
Su Yu shrugged: Run!

The first world: the entertainment industry
Flirting without knowing it
The second world: giants
White Lotus scheming fake princess X arrogant and domineering eldest
The Third World: Campus
Vocational high school brawler X key high school three good students / first grade
The Fourth World: The Republic of China
A Song of Allure Peerless Famous Actor X Jingui Self-Professional Rich Miss
The Fifth World: The West
Paranoid Vampire Duke x White and Soft Human Girl
The Sixth World: Antiquity
Bai Yueguang soft bag queen x evil concubine
The seventh world: Immortal king with few desires x apprentice who wants to climb the bed

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- Description from novelbuddy

Lu Shang picked up a dirty teenager while discussing work at a bar. It was merely happenstance, but memories from ten years ago resurfaced when he saw the gunshot scars on the teenager’s back.

Lu Shang asked him, “What is your name?”

“Xiao Li… My surname is Li, so they all called me Xiao Li.”

“You don’t have a name?”

“I don’t remember.”

Lu Shang said, “Then I will call you Li Sui. From now on, you will be with me.”

From that day onward, a young “lover” was always by Lu Shang’s side.

Years later, Dr. Leung teased Lu Shang, “You didn’t get his heart, instead your heart caved in; boss Lu, that doesn’t seem like a bargain.”

I have clairvoyance, and I can see antique treasures no matter where they are hidden. Is there anything else in the world that I can’t go to?

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My name is Yan, and since I was a child, I’ve been able to see some strange things.For example—In elementary school, our new neighbor Aunt Tan had a pair of all-around genius twins, who were like the “precious little geniuses” with halos above their heads. They could recite the English-Chinese dictionary backwards at three, master both Chinese and Western musical instruments by five, and hack into a country’s database by seven…Growing up next to such prodigies, my life was inhumane, tragic, and constantly subjected to comparisons.To escape the comparisons with these “other people’s children,” I specifically applied to a private boarding school for middle school.On my first day, my deskmate was a small, thin girl with bangs, wearing an old uniform, and her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s.Three months later, she woke up from a nap with a “rebirth” halo above her head.She moved effortlessly among the cold academic genius, the wolf-like school bully, the fierce boss, and the gentle childhood friend, leaving me, a lonely onlooker, utterly amazed.By university, I thought I had finally escaped this abnormal world.But as soon as I stepped into my dorm room, my footsteps froze.My roommates each had halos like “ancient times to modern,” “post-apocalyptic superhuman,” “will die if not spending money,” and “ghost king revival.”I clutched my little blanket and applied to the counselor for a room change, but to no avail.Over time, I gradually got used to it. “Handover systems,” “management systems,” “book transmigration,” “infinite worlds,” “three-and-a-half-year-olds,” “interstellar live streams,” “red envelope groups”…The types of halos kept increasing, and I was able to calmly ignore all of it, focusing on my own life.Every morning, I skillfully helped my “ancient to modern” roommate, who was being blacklisted online, dodge campus paparazzi and secure seats for class.At noon, I assisted my tycoon roommate in distributing today’s haul of luxury skincare and designer bags, tasting the city’s top private chef’s custom lunchbox, and exclaiming with emotion, “Darling, can I really accept these?”In the evening, I enjoyed the flowers and plants cultivated by my superhuman roommate on the balcony, tasting a mutated cherry tomato and commenting, “I feel refreshed and purified.”Late at night, when my ghost king roommate quietly climbed back through the window, I peeked out to ask, “You’re back a bit late today, didn’t bring anything back, did you?”My name is Yan, and I am not the protagonist of this world.