When the Doctor Uses A Hack - Chapter 1865 - 1869: Mission Accomplished Tenfold

I died the way I lived—cheap, broke, and naked.One freak laptop accident later, I wake up in my younger body… back when I still had hair, hope, and zero rent money.But this time, I’ve got something else.A system.One that talks. One that levels me up.One that feeds off... intimacy with women carrying “Yin-rich energy.”And the first target?My mysterious landlady. She’s mature, curvy, and definitely hiding more than just a killer figure under that robe.To grow stronger, I’ll have to seduce, satisfy, and survive the “Dual Cultivation Trials” the System keeps throwing at me—each more insane than the last.It’s time to become the strongest lewd cultivator in the modern world.And I’ll start... by paying my rent.Tags: romance | reincarnation | system | r18 | comedy | harem | cultivation | slice of life | fast paced | urban | academy | milfs | older women

Ye Chen transmigrated to a fantasy world and realized that he had seven seniors in his clan, and all of them were of stunning beauty.

Exploding stars with one punch, extinguishing the sun with breath, crossing the universe in an instant, Retinazer destroying everything… This is the Superman gene!

In the future world, human genes will mutate, and the awakened ones who control various powerful forces will quickly dominate the world.

Awakened people can imitate powerful beasts such as tigers and leopards, and can also control terrifying elements such as wind and fire, and can even extract souls and edit memories…

The traverser Qin Mo awakened the superman gene when he was 23 years old, and he could gain attribute points by absorbing the energy of the sun, gradually adding points to unlock the powerful power unique to superman.

So he went to work every day like this, touched fish, basked in the sun, and added points.

Before he knew it, he realized that he was going to be invincible…

Qin Mo: “I’m sorry, but in the face of absolute power and invincible defense, everything you have is nothing but bells and whistles.”

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Oliver Patrick, the Greatest General in Stormfront's history has a secret - a secret not many know. They think that his Iron WIll was built overnight. They know not the path of suffering he walked, as the slave Beam, to reach his destiny as King, and then Emperor.This is that story. A true story, of progress, struggle, hardship and strength. A story of greatness achieved without a system. A story of how one unknown boy's struggle transformed a continent forever.//ExtractThe arm dropped to the floor, as did the head. Spear points raced past the falling corpse as the goblins sought to take advantage of his momentary lapse in attention. But the tide had already shifted. The equilibrium that had kept the battle going for so long was shattered. With no bruiser to take care of their front lines and distract his attention, the goblins in front of him were no match for his speed.He employed his misdirection as he normally might, feigning the same backwards step that he had practised over and over, before leaping forward, catching the goblin off guard, twisting his body to avoid its spear and forcing his blade into its throat.It let out a high-pitched squeal as it dropped its spear and attempted to stem the tide of blood that was spurting from the wound. The goblin next to it squealed too, in fear this time, as its eyes widened, seeing two of its comrades dealt with so easily in quick succession. Beam saw it take a backwards step, as it attempted to turn and run away. But he was on it before it had a chance. He wrapped his arm around its neck and drove a sword through its back.Rather than let the corpse fall to the floor as he normally might, he held onto this one, enduring its death throes. Once life had finally left its body, he shifted it into place as a meat shield. Two arrows thudded against it, almost piercing it straight through. But the time they reached Beam the momentum was entirely gone – though they touched him, they did not even pierce his clothes.Slowly, with his meat shield in place, Beam advanced on the remaining goblins. They both shared a glance with each other as they dared to fire another volley, before turning on their heels and attempting to sprint away.“Stay,” a brief moment of eye contact, and one of the goblins was rooted in place. Beam tossed his shield aside and picked up a spear instead. With a twist of his hips and shoulder, the spear went soaring, impaling the running goblin straight through its stomach. Its bow fell to the ground, as strength left its hands. It then fell to its knees, before falling face down to the floor, pushing the spear back through itself.