SSS Ranked Awakening: All My Skills Are at Level 100 - Chapter 39: Back Home

Everyone dreams of being summoned to a magical world.Everyone… except me.I’m Alan. Thirty-something, white-collar worker, zero hobbies, one annoying best friend named Bob. Bob’s an anime-obsessed otaku whose life goal is to become the hero of an isekai world. I just wanted to go home, take a shower, and sleep.But then Bob opened a portal to another world in his living room.And guess who got sucked in with him?Now Bob’s the Chosen One, blessed by world and received legendary weapons and magic.Me? I’m the guy carrying his bags, dodging fireballs, and wondering if fantasy world have proper sewage system.This is the story of how my best friend became a hero……and how I accidentally became his sidekick.

When Bai Mufan opened his eyes, he found that the whole world had changed!

The concept of men and women in this world is reversed, women are respected, it is normal for women to go out to earn money to support their families, and men even aim to become a househusband in life!

The most frightening thing is that Bai Mufan also found that there is an extra boyboy system in his brain, clamoring all day long to make him the world’s number one boyboy!

Bai Mufan was angry.

“Even if I, Bai Mufan, am ugly and can’t find a wife for the rest of my life, I definitely won’t be a badass!”

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