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A Carne de Canhão no Jogo Apocalíptico Global vive uma vida tranquila

``` #protagonistamasculinocarinhoso #infraestrutura #RPG #protagonistaOP (Atenção: Não leia enquanto estiver bebendo. O autor não é responsável por incidentes de engasgo devido à excessiva felicidade. XD Só compartilhando boas vibrações. Se você está para baixo e se sentindo triste, leia meu romance!) Li Chunhua nunca esperava que seria transportada para outro mundo depois de estar lendo um livro estranho que encontrou na Biblioteca da Seita. Ao abrir os olhos, sua mente estava repleta de memórias de outra garota cuja aparência e nome se assemelhavam aos dela. Ela realmente se tornou a personagem secundária vilã naquele romance angustiante do protagonista masculino que leu. Frente ao futuro de uma morte miserável, Chunhua decidiu se afastar do protagonista masculino e dos personagens secundários e decidiu viver discretamente. Graças à sua fisiologia de carpa, o caminho para uma vida confortável foi tranquilo. Enquanto outros ainda estavam passando fome pela falta de comida, Chunhua já havia começado a cultivar e criar animais. Quando outros ainda estavam sem um abrigo adequado, ela já estava construindo estradas. Embora estivesse apenas comendo sua terrível culinária, sua vida já era boa! [Parabéns por atualizar sua cabana de palha para uma cabana de madeira Nível 1.] [Parabéns por atualizar sua cabana de madeira Nível 1 para uma casa de pedra Nível 2.] [Parabéns...] Tudo ia bem até ela encontrar um homem inconsciente e coberto de terra na floresta. Ela sempre acreditou na condicionante cármica e, portanto, cuidou dele até que se recuperasse. Até que um dia, ele lhe disse seu verdadeiro nome. Li Chunhua ficou atônita. De jeito nenhum, o homem que salvei era, na verdade, o protagonista masculino! Será que é tarde demais para devolvê-lo à floresta? A expressão de certa pessoa escureceu e a jogou na cama. "Você ousa!" ```
The_Sweet_Dumpling · 30.3K Views

Système de Chasseur de Sorcières

``` La culture dual n'est pas un choix ; c'est une nécessité. Après avoir été percuté par un camion comme la plupart des protagonistes chanceux (ou malchanceux), Vaan s'est retrouvé transmigré dans le corps d'un orphelin dans le monde des sorcières et des démons. Cependant, ils n'ont pas toujours existé. Les démons terrorisent le monde depuis que le Royaume de la Gehenne est descendu il y a plus de 300 ans. Mais avec eux est venu le mana, donnant naissance aux sorcières pour combattre ces démons. Depuis, le monde des hommes était dominé par les sorcières, établissant les sept royaumes de sorcières, qui protègent en première ligne de l'invasion des démons. Pour survivre dans la société matriarcale des royaumes des sorcières, Vaan, comme tous les autres hommes qui ne peuvent pas utiliser la magie, a dû apprendre à servir les sorcières pour survivre. Néanmoins, cela n'est pas venu sans ses propres avantages. Des années de recherche ont amené le monde à découvrir que l'intimité entre hommes et femmes pouvait augmenter l'absorption de mana des sorcières. Mais en même temps, les hommes pouvaient absorber une partie de ce mana pour améliorer leur physique et leur durée de vie. Ainsi, depuis, une relation complexe s'est formée entre les hommes et les sorcières dans les quartiers rouges. L'amour est devenu décontracté, et la culture dual est courante. En tant que prodige dans l'art de plaire aux femmes, Vaan a vécu paisiblement deux années depuis sa transmigration en tant qu'orphelin. Cependant, tout s'est écroulé en un instant un jour où sa vie a failli être prise et Madame Eniwse, qu'il servait, est entrée en furie. Mais cela n'était pas la fin. Avec l'éveil du Système de Chasseur de Sorcières, regardez comment Vaan prend le dessus sur le monde et devient le seigneur des sorcières. ===== Genre : [Contenu Mature] [R-18] [Smut] [Magie] [Sorcières] [Démons] [Esprits] [Dragons] [Bêtes] [Réincarnation] [Aventure] [Action] [Mystère] [Académie] [Faible-à-Fort] [MC Machiavélique] [Harem] [Système] [Serviteurs] [Esclaves] [MC Intelligent] [Alchimie] [Forge] [Malentendus] [Éléments de Jeu] [Construction de Royaume] [MC Surpuissant] ===== Note : Contient des lemons. Chasser les sorcières n'implique pas nécessairement de les tuer, si vous voyez ce que je veux dire ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ===== N'hésitez pas à rejoindre le discord pour discuter du roman ou pour obtenir le rôle de mise à jour du roman pour être notifié dès que de nouveaux chapitres sont publiés avec le lien ci-dessous ; https://discord.gg/9SUWMPZ ===== Mes autres romans ; Premier roman : Originateur Premier (Univers Partagé) Second roman : Je suis un patron notoire dans le monde alternatif (Univers Partagé) ===== ```
Pointbreak · 58.3K Views

No Name.u

"When a human tries to become a god, their can only be one outcome." ---------------------------------- As I opened my eyes, I was greeted with a disorienting sight. I found myself lying on a cold, metal bed, my limbs tightly bound to it. The feeling of numbness that had overtaken my arms and legs was overwhelming, and I struggled to regain any semblance of control over my body. As I looked up, I noticed multiple blindingly bright light bulbs arranged in a grid pattern on the ceiling, casting an eerie glow throughout the room. It was a sight that had become all too familiar to me over time, and yet it never failed to fill me with a sense of dread. I couldn't remember how long I had been trapped in this sterile, white room, but it felt like an eternity. My memories were hazy, my mind clouded by the constant barrage of experiments and tests that I was subjected to on a daily basis. I had lost track of time, lost track of the days and weeks that passed me by. All I knew was that I was a prisoner, a mere puppet in the hands of my captors. The experiments were brutal, each one more invasive than the last. They probed and prodded at my body, searching for answers that I didn't have. I was a lab rat, a subject for their twisted experiments, and there was nothing I could do to stop them. The pain was excruciating, but I had learned to bear it with a stoic resolve. I had no choice but to endure it, to survive in this hellish existence for another day. I had no idea what lay beyond the sterile walls of my prison anymore. The outside world felt like a distant memory, a dream that I couldn't quite grasp. I was cut off from the rest of humanity, isolated in my own personal hell. The only contact I had with the outside world was the occasional visit from my captors, who would come in to administer more tests and take samples from my body. They treated me like an object, not a person, and it was a dehumanizing experience that had left me feeling like a shell of my former self. I had no free will, no autonomy. I was a puppet, a tool to be used and discarded at will. At least, that's what they wanted me to believe. But deep down, I knew that there was still a spark of humanity within me, a will to survive and fight back against my captors. It was a small glimmer of hope, but it was enough to keep me going, to give me the strength to endure another day of torture and pain. ---------------------------- Get ready for a hell of a Roller costar plot. Remember to thank me later...…
Dlustery · 1.1K Views
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