MTL - Data Cultivation System - Chapter 747 : to the ghost world

Once transmigrated into a cannon fodder villain with the same name as himself, Wu You said that he had a headache.
The original protagonist did everything in his power. Not only did he offend the protagonist, but he also offended Zhao Qingzi, the biggest villain in the book.
The villain, Zhao Qingzi, has disabled legs, is obedient and gentle in front of people, kills people without blinking, and has a gloomy and crazy personality.
After the original owner stabbed her with a sword, she said on the surface that there was nothing to blame, and secretly sent someone to stab the original owner into a sieve and throw the corpse into the wilderness.
Wu You looked at his hand holding the sword, and then at Zhao Qingzi, the beautiful villain who was stabbed by him.
When his mind was blank, the voice of the male protagonist questioning him why he did this came, and Wu You suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
Then he looked at Zhao Qingzi with a distraught expression on his face: “Qingzi, why do you always run to others! I love you! Look at me!”
Male protagonist: ? ? ?
Zhao Qingzi: ! ! !
Wu You always thought that this time-travel was a super-difficult survival dungeon. It was not until the end that she realized that the difficulty of this dungeon had been adjusted to be easy from the very beginning.
From the moment she uttered that absurd love, this girl who longed for light gave her sincerity.
Zhao Qingzi said, “I don’t like this world, but I’m happy with you, Ayou.”
Wu You held her hand and smiled sincerely: “Little fool, then I have to pester you every day, lest you still think about those sad things.”
In the end, the lie became the truth, and the two finally got married.

Optimistic and strong, through the book attack × ruthless double-sided villain

Content tags: Qiangqiang sweet text through the book
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Introduction
Purpose: Be confident in yourself at all times

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A proud and talented singer

Silent and introverted godly writer

… and so on

These people who should have lived happily because of their outstanding strength, but because of some small accidents, their life sank into hell and went towards their death.

Before they died, they had been unwilling. Their unwillingness attracted Su He. Watching these suffering souls, the innocent and harmless teenager come towards them, “are you unwilling? Then give me your life. ”

From then on, the infamous son of the aristocratic family became a godly doctor that everyone admired

The talented singer whose voice has been destroyed/damaged was popular again

The godly writer who was scolded as plagiarist ascended the throne again

……

Su He smiled. Cannon fodder can also become a winner in life, sweep away the darkness, stand up again, these former geniuses will one by one blossom their own radiance.

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She shouldn’t have got drunk, so she wouldn’t have court the troubles.
She slept with a handsome man and would be sent to the police?
Oh, my sweet Jesus…
“So you just ran away like nothing happened after you slept with me?”
“Old jerk! Even if I had the initiative, it was you who took advantage of me!”
As a saying goes, the more spoiled a president gets, the more likely he becomes a scumbag.
An adorable ‘wildcat’ vs. a scheming frenemy.
This was a love rivalry between a modern Cinderella and a Big Boss.
As time flew, the world was like a fleeting show.
When they met again after several years of separation, he held her hand tightly and swore that he would never give her any chance to leave him again!
Finally, he asked her to marry him and pampered his cute wifey with his endless love.

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“Look at him,” someone snickered from a few rows over. “Smells like he sleeps in a dumpster.”“Probably does,” another voice added, louder this time. Nox just stared at his textbook, the words blurring. He had heard it all before.Then, Mark, one of the main reasons his life was a living hell, swaggered past his desk. Mark always had a smirk on his face. “Oops,” he said, not even trying to sound accidental, as a full cup of bright orange juice tipped over, splashing all down the front of Nox's already ruined shirt. The cold liquid soaked through instantly. Laughter erupted around the room. It was loud, clear, and mocking. Nox slowly looked up. His eyes landed on Ms. Joy, who was watching the whole thing. She had seen Mark deliberately pour the juice on him. He raised his hand, a small, tired gesture. “Ms. Joy,” he said, his voice flat. “He just poured juice on me. Are you just going to ignore it? Again?.” Ms. Joy looked at him, then at Mark, who was now theatrically wiping his hands. A small smile played on her lips. Then she chuckled. Just a little airy laugh.“Oh, Nox, don't be so dramatic. Boys will be boys, right Mark?” Mark puffed out his chest. “Yeah, Ms. Joy. He's just sensitive.” The class laughed even harder at that. Ms. Joy joined in, her laughter ringing out with theirs. Hearing them all, hearing her laugh, something in him finally snapped. It wasn't a loud break, more like a quiet, final click. He realized it then, with a cold, hard clarity. No one was coming to save him. No teachers, no police, no parents he never had. No one cared. If he wanted this to stop, he would have to be the one to stop it. He was the only one who could.His face remained blank, but his mind was suddenly very clear. He reached down slowly, his hand going into his worn-out school bag. The laughter died down a little as a few students noticed his deliberate movement, a strange stillness about him. He pulled out a gun.The classroom went silent. Utterly, completely silent. Mark's smirk vanished, replaced by wide, terrified eyes. Even Ms. Joy stopped laughing, her face paling. “What… Nox, what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice suddenly shaky. He didn't answer. He looked around at their faces, one by one. Fear. He saw fear now. Good. He was ready. He was going to make them all pay. He was going to end it, all of it.Just as he was about to raise the gun properly, a bright blue screen appeared right in front of his face. It was translucent, and only he seemed to see it. [Congratulations! You have met the requirements!] [1st Player Chosen!] [You have won the System!]