MTL - History’s Number 1 Founder - ~ 1. Pothole system

The world had started doomsday, and I struggled for a year, before I died under an enchanted beast’s claw. Heaven has given me another chance, back a day before the end happen. Will I be able to change my fate, and that of my loved ones? Now, I will start my journey on becoming the strongest on the planet that the Gods have changed into a game world.

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WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | HAREM | R18+ | COMEDY | ACTION | FILTHY ROMANCE[Ding!][Author Mode Obtained][Author Mode Activated][Welcome, Harem Overlord]After a freak accident, Steve Jobson wakes up inside the world of his own novel—where women dominate society as powerful mages, and men are seen as little more than afterthoughts.However, Steve isn't just any man. Breaking the very rules of this world, he awakens magic of his own and earns the right to enter the prestigious—and formerly all-girls—Arcane Bloom Academy.Armed with the forbidden ability to rewrite the very events of this world, Steve’s journey isn’t just about getting stronger...It’s about taking everything he ever wanted—pleasure, power, and absolute dominance.With a world full of MILFs—women deprived of men for far too long—desperate and hungry for his touch, Steve is more than ready to satisfy them all....From his own busty mother to the head mistress of the academy...Every Milf is his!The story is only just beginning...But somethings, even an author can't predict how a story ends.There will be Smut, Hardcore Harem, Power Progression, Magic Battles, Dark Secrets, Taboo Love, and Severe Degeneracy.Additional Tags: Magic Academy | MILF | Forbidden Love | System | Domination | Reverse Society | Smut | Revenge | Comedy

Transmigration? A Chong Xi Marriage? Sickly husband? How worse can this get?

Mo Qian Xue now lives in a soddy, destitute, small house with broken furnitures. The grass had grown wild and unruly from lack of proper care. The rice pot in the kitchen, it’s left empty. Well, this mess seemed quite manageable, however, why is it they only have one quilt in the house?

Not only does she serve her husband food and refreshments during the day, does she need to make sure he’s well “fed” at night too?

“It’s getting late now… we should go to bed. Said the sickly husband. She simply closed the door, turned off the lights, and went straight to sleep.

“If you dare move, I’ll kick you out of the bed!” She threatened.

In the end, the man still managed to wrap himself around her no matter how she resisted. The sickly husband wasn’t as weak as he appeared to be!

Mo Qian Xue worked hard to become rich. She built workshops, opened factories, one aided by her sickly husband towards prosperity. Fortunately, she could live a peaceful life far from bickering relatives, but then, much to her dismay, she still had to deal with the villagers knocking on her door.

So they want her money? They want her position as a wife? Since when was she, Mo Xian Que easy to bully?! They want to make her lose face? Alright, let them come a little closer then… give them a…. slap!

“Wife...”“Not wife, ex-wife!!” She gritted her teeth, glaring at the handsome man who tried to please her.“Wife...”“Get lost! Turn around, walk ten meters forward, open the door, and leave, no need to see you off!” Looking at the flattering smile on his face, she finally couldn’t hold back anymore. She kicked him, then turned around, tears streaming down her face.The groom didn't show up for the wedding, yet he treated her tenderly, only to realize it was his way of humiliating her. The love she gave finally had a return when he admitted he loved her. On her most precious day, he gave her the most painful blow again. Was that unbearable scene the “gift” from him and his first love? After signing a divorce agreement, she truly felt that her marriage to him was just a joke. However, when she remarried, at the wedding, he domineeringly tore the wedding dress from her body.Facing the man she once loved the most, she smiled calmly: “Ex-husband, can you ever stop messing around?”