MTL - Resurrection of Terror: My Eight Magical Skills Will Be Automatically Cultivated - Chapter 6

Li Jing, the apocalyptic wood-type superpower, traveled back to the cannon fodder female supporting role reborn in the era novel.

As a vicious cannon fodder, the original owner abandoned her husband and beat her stepsons and stepdaughters for true love. In the end, she was abandoned by everyone and died miserably on the street. Once she was reborn, she directly sought death.

Li Jing: “…” True love, love someone, isn’t the food delicious?

As a person who has been devastated by the apocalypse, Li Jing has only one wish – to eat.

Li Jing never tired of farming, breeding, opening restaurants, anything related to food, and accidentally became a well-known private kitchen owner.

The three cubs who were abused by the original owner were also raised by her casually and became bosses.

The eldest is a business tycoon, the second is a top hacker, and the youngest daughter has also become a Grand Slam Best Actress.

Li Jing couldn’t help but sigh: Life is now complete.

A forgotten technology boss: Wife, did you forget something?

PS: Both men and women are clean

- Description from novelbuddy

She and the blind date met man get married soon. She did not expect that the "ordinary" new husband turned out to be the CEO of the company she worked for.

In the winter of Taikang Year 3, a girl pays a visit to her future in-laws, the Ning Family of Beiliu, Yangcheng.

After her engagement was denied, the girl decided to hang herself in front of the Ning Family to show them her sincerity.

When the girl who had died opened her eyes once more, many people’s fates were changed forever.

- Description from Novelupdates

“What the fuck? What is going on? Have I completely lost it?”

As I stare panicky at the dot unable to decide what to do, the white dot disappears and a line of text appears in its place.

[Installing files. 1% done…]

As I watch the text in shock, the percentage gradually increases. […2%...3%...4%...]

I move to the living room in a zombie-like manner, too shocked to think clearly and lie down on the couch.

“Something is wrong with me; I think I finally lost my sanity…”

[…12%...13%...14%...]

Unable to affect the situation in the least, I stare dejectedly at the percentage increase, while my mind starts exploring the possible explanations. In the end, as the percentage hits 90%, I narrow it down to three possibilities.

The first possibility is that I am in fact still unconscious and this is all a product of my mind. I pinch myself and whimper at the pain, as in my nervousness I used almost all my strength.

Nope, the first is out.

The second possibility is that I have completely lost my mind and am suffering from delusions. Hmm, I cannot exclude this, but while possible, I don’t think that this is it. The only thing out of the ordinary is that fucking line of text.

The third possibility …

[Installation successful!]

The text disappears and a new message appears in my eyes…

The third possibility … is that I gained a system. I read the message with my mouth agape at the implications.

[Welcome user, to the Perverted Daddy System!]

Fuck…