System Creator System: I Can Create Systems! - Chapter 7 Soul Parasite Type- Training System

Nima’s ex-girlfriend can’t afford to be hurt, okay? Lying on the gun all the time, dear!
In the romance novel, the ex-girlfriend is responsible for breaking up the hero and heroine insanely!
In the Danmei novel, the ex-girlfriend is responsible for being satirized and abused by Xiao Gong Xiao!
In the stallion novel, the ex-girlfriend is responsible for waiting for the protagonist to become famous and regret it later!
In every romance novel, there is an ex-girlfriend who is seriously ill.
In every Tanmei novel, there is a vexatious ex-girlfriend.
In every stallion novel, there is an ex-girlfriend who is blind to money.
The ex-girlfriend said here that her knee hurts, okay? Please let me go!
The current girlfriend has the golden finger of the protagonist, so this time, let’s see who will lie down first!
[No CP! ! ! Struggle flow! ! ! Abusive man! ! ! 】
[The heroine of this article is inspired to hand over all her ex-boyfriends to the country! No time for romance! ! ! 】

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I killed the player.

He was one hell of a f*cker.

A young Japanese man inherits his parents' grape farm after they impulsively bought it during retirement but couldn't handle its physical demands. Though initially reluctant, he finds success farming for three years until market oversaturation causes prices to plummet. While playing a new video game called “Immortal Order: Origin” about historical secrets, he is mysteriously transported to 16th century North America, where he encounters starving English colonists from the lost Roanoke Colony. His grape farm has been transported with him, complete with modern equipment and a secret gift called 'Immortal'.

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.