Nine Star Hegemon Body Art (WN) - Chapter 2: Despicable Scum

Blast! The famous Lin family in Jinchuan went bankrupt.

Guazhong: Who is so capable?

Insider: The unworthy descendant Lin Wanli!

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Brilliant! Jinchuan Yanluo and Huo Yaoxiao are married!

Guazhong: Who is the bride?

Insider: Domineering and arrogant Lin Wanli!

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Shock! The identity of the person in charge of Taixi Biology was revealed.

Guazhong: Who is the president?

Insider: Or Lin Wan… Li?

That waste waste snack? ?

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In her previous life, Lin Wanli was tricked by her girlfriends, framed by her scumbag father, and rejected by her grandmother. She couldn’t even protect her eight-month-old daughter, and was abandoned in the trash can by the nanny.

Resurrecting her life, Lin Wanli desperately seized the bargaining chip for revenge, and also grabbed the man who helped her avenge her. It’s just… She always thought that man was also reborn, until he could see through her heart without any scruples.

Lin Wanli: “Mr. Huo, it’s a bit impolite for you to be reborn with skills!”

A certain master: “When did I say that I was born again?”

Lin Wanli: “Is that my misunderstanding?”

A certain master: “No misunderstanding, I have some skills. For example, I heard someone say in my heart last night that the bed is really a bit small?”

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Ace bodyguard Ziyu encountered the worst time travel in history——

In the beginning, the father was unjustly killed, the mother was angered to death, the family property was taken over by the nobles of the Hou family, and a two-year-old brother was left behind to be fed.

?Fortunately, her own space is still there, but unfortunately only ten acres of dry fish ponds, two multi-functional agricultural machines, two villas, and an 800-square-meter steel basement are left.

No matter how powerful your palace is, I will move all your property into the space.

Cloth, embroidery, furs, ready-made clothes, shoes, all collected;

Medicinal materials, grains, cakes, chickens, ducks and fish are all collected;

Groceries, porcelain, jade, curios, calligraphy and paintings, all collected.

Like locusts passing by, leaving nothing behind.

Empty tens of millions of taels of gold and silver from the enemy’s treasury, and by the way expose his true face of rebellion, and then escape.

When natural disasters strike, including floods, snowstorms, and wolf smoke, Ziyu is able to dominate and ensure safety…

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[A Naruto “OC-SI” Fan Fiction]Make the best of what you have, they said... But what I am supposed to do when the best I have are red-eyed freaks, a child who's supposed to be the jailor of the most dangerous being in the world, a snake creep with serious boundary issues, and a whole world of super soldiers with licences to murder.And you know the best part? None of them like me so much...Oh shut it, old man! Take that Will of Fire and shove it up your—Yeah, this second swing at life isn't panning out...---------------------------------------------------------------What to expect:- Gradual strength progression. Meaningful growth. The MC is a normal guy dumped into the Narutoverse, starts out weak and has to work and struggle for everything he gains.- “Slow” paced. My writing style is a zoomed-in look camera that follows the protagonist. It might seem slow, but I ensure something is always happening to progress the plot forward.- Gritty and often bloody fights and actions scenes with a focus on taijutsu—you'll see individual combat, team fights, and large-scale battle.- A different take on the Narutoverse. The world is full of superhuman mercenaries with liscenes-to-kill—that along with the protagonist's struggles paint the world in a much darker light.- Additions and expansion to the “chakra” power system. I consider myself a conservative when it comes to adapting the power system—and aim to retain the original feel while highlighting the best parts.- The Outsider's Resolve version of Narutoverse uses the [Naruto Manga] as the base—with additions from anime, books, and even Boruto (though very less likely).

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.

Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.

“What? What are you talking about?”

This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.

The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.

“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”

“Nano Mashin?”

The boy’s face hardened.

Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.

The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.

“Um, are you really Mashin?”

The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.