The Divine Urban Physician - Chapter 1200 - : What’s Yours Is Mine

Gu Nianzhi had no idea how to get the aloof and handsome Major General to fall in love with her.

His eyes were dark and serious. “…Seduce me. If you can do it, I’m yours.”

Gu Nianzhi: “!!!”

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.

Bloodlines Online, a game world where only those who learn to play can actually prosper.With a realistic skill leveling system and a deeply fleshed out system for handling statistics every player must learn that they either develop their skills or they fall behind.Ezekiel is a young man barely approaching graduation and working at his uncle's restaurant, The Chateau. Like many others he chose to buy Bloodlines Online just to explore a new game in the revolutionary field but just like every other player he was unaware of the significant role this game would play in the future.Streaming, currency exchange, information, all sorts of methods to make money on Bloodlines would soon rear their head and anyone who had even a small advantage could soon rise to glory.Will you rise through the honor of raiding dungeons to sell information?Will you gain wealth by selling your services as a power leveling carry?Will you become a wealthy entrepreneur in the game?Blacksmithing, alchemy, enchanting, class unique boons, all of it will become a players easily obtained income.The game hides a terrible secret though, a secret known to another player named Alexander.Follow the path of Bloodlines Online whether you wish to learn magic, martial skills or simply like the characters, it is all up to you.

Jin Rou wanted to be a cultivator who defied the heavens, and surpassed all limits.

Unfortunately for him, he died, and now I’m stuck here. Arrogant young masters? Heavenly tribulations? Cultivating for days on end, then getting into life or death battles?

Yeah, no thanks. I’m getting out of here.

In which a transmigrator decides that the only winning move is not to play.