Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss - Wild Malicious Consort, Good-For-Nothing Ninth Miss 116: Her Natural Father

I have clairvoyance, and I can see antique treasures no matter where they are hidden. Is there anything else in the world that I can’t go to?

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It was a useless ability, right till the very end. That’s what Shion thought as he was dying. Among all the tr*sh, it was the tr*shiest that could only record.

Even when the Libra family was taking his life, his ability, ‘Notepad’, could only record.

But then, with his return, the amplification of the Notepad occurred. Not only recording and storing, but also recalling memories.

All the conditions were prepared.

“My future dream is to be a guardian knight of Libra.”

Now, Shion is about to record their downfall from the closest place to his enemies.

In the final year of high school, Christian’s ordinary life takes a dramatic turn when he is struck by lightning, awakening the Idle System, a manifestation of his dream.What begins as a personal fantasy quickly transforms into a new reality for Christian, who revels in his newfound abilities while the world around him remains blissfully unaware.However, as Christian adjusts to his extraordinary circumstances, strange and unsettling events begin to unfold globally.Would the genre of the world also become Fantasy or would it stay exclusive to him?

Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, “Good Morning, Chief!”