MTL - Returning from the Immortal World - Chapter 1408 Break the eyeball

After a mental patient committed suicide, he was reborn in Tokyo? My brother is in Neon Lanyun?br> Then, the infinite space called him?

“Conquering the world and becoming the king of the world is just my part-time job. My life only exists to seek interesting things and things.”

“Well… at the moment when life dies, the desire for death and survival is intertwined. It’s really unstoppable!”

“Let me… let me… feel something more interesting!”

By the protagonist of being sick.

PS1:

Do you think this is a brainless and harem-covered anime doujinshi?

Do you think this is a novel that is fun to complain, has no morals, has no lower limit, and only sells cuteness and pretends to be stupid?

Do you think this is a dark and curious, bloody, tyrannical and inhumane killing movement?

Oh ho ho (sinister laugh), don’t be so simple.

PS2: “I don’t want to take medicine!” by the protagonist.

PS3: Newcomers and new books, ask for everything, recommend tickets, collections, rewards, etc.

- Description from novelbuddy

Pinning her tall body against the hard wall, he looked into her beautiful emerald green eyes as he spoke in a deep voice, "I have two options for you," his body came closer to hers as he continued, "Be my girlfriend. Or," his lips turned into a sly smile as he whispered close to her ear, "Be my boyfriend." He even dared to wink right before her as his dark orbs glinted amusingly.

As a child with an unattainable dream, I yearned to become a Hero, but I veered off the right path. Looking back, my aspiration to save others was nothing more than a foolish dream. I now realize the magnitude of my sins and the impossibility of atoning for them.

After a brutal day on the construction site,Jaxon collapsed onto his cot with nothing but sore muscles, a cheap dinner, and a phone in hand. Out of boredom, he picked up one of those mindless urban web novels—complete with arrogant young masters, all-powerful protagonists, and women falling in love every other chapter.“Who writes this garbage?” he muttered, tossing his phone aside and cursing the story, the characters, and the plot that made no damn sense.Then he woke up inside it.Not as the protagonist.Not even as comic relief.He’s the villain—the arrogant heir of a wealthy family destined to be publicly humiliated, slapped down by the protagonist over and over again.