MTL - Okay, I Can’t Eat This - Chapter 92

Shennugou is an old and infertile place. It’s hard to find a woman to marry here.

When she inexplicably came into this world, the novel’s supporting male lead had yet to become the future boss of the underworld who could overturn the heavens. For now, the supporting male lead is only a frail young boy, a defenseless little chick in a world where the plot of the novel remains unfinished. Meanwhile, Lin Xin became the standard passerby who only wished to stay away from the budding plot.

What sort of supernatural event is this? Transmigration Deity, come out!

I promise I won’t beat you to death…

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Dylan is your average nerd. He works downtown for an architecture firm during the day and enjoys all manner of games and media in his spare time. But while Dylan likes all forms of sci-fi and fantasy, he really likes the genre of superheroes.So when an indie company releases a virtual reality MMO where players choose to play as heroes or villains, Dylan immediately buys into it. He has a specific type of character he really enjoys watching, something that always makes his inner child laugh in delight. The Saturday morning cartoon villain.Yes, those inept, bungling, yet highly dangerous villains found in so many of Dylan's cartoons as a child. He loves how they always come up with strange ways to conquer the world and how they get thwarted every weekend. He remembered laughing at every silly antic, every cliched shout of “Curses! Foiled again!” He loves it so much he decides to take this idea into the MMO.But to grab a playerbase, the company has announced a promotion that players with a high enough reputation can get contacted to become permanent raid bosses in the game. Those chosen will be paid as if employees of the company. Serious players all hoping to live the dream of playing videogames all day rush to purchase copies of World of Supers!What will happen when Dylan, someone playing the game for fun, clashes with these overly serious players?

When I entered for the Film Academy, the examiner arranged a crying scene for me. I pinched my thighs blue but still no tears came out, but now, oh.

Chen You held a cigarette with his mouth, give me ten seconds, I can cry like a dog, a dead dog.

444: Film Emperor, it’s time to go to the next set.

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