Cuckold Wizard's Adventure - Chapter 577 - 566 Rewards For Helpers

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Yunran, the queen of mercenaries in the last days, unexpectedly transmigrated into the ugly and stupid second lady of the prime minister’s mansion of Dongzhou Kingdom, with two three-and-a-half-year-old Xiaotuanzi.

Mengbao No. 1 has a photographic memory, an “ordinary” poison doctor genius.

Mengbao No. 2 awakens the super spiritual root once in a millennium, and with a little fan punch, the earth shakes.

And she, with the treasure of space in her body, contracted the ancient beasts, and refined the peerless divine pills! ?

…

Just as Yunran was gearing up, ready to experience the joy of torturing scum.

But who can tell her what happened to these big bosses who suddenly appeared?

The first tyrant: There is a throne here, you take the time to inherit it.

Cold-faced God of War: Uncle thinks you have the talent of a general, look at this million-strong army…

The first imperial merchant: Come, the second uncle will show you the happiness of a rich woman.

Heihua Guoshi: Whoever bullies you, the third uncle will curse him.

A certain ghost king imprisoned the person in his arms, and said coldly: “Close the door, let the monsters go, and no one will try to steal the king’s treasure.”

Yunran:? ? ? ?

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Rumor has it that Mo Beiyuan, the ghost king, with a pair of ghost pupils, a lone star of the devil, and a womanizer, is the most difficult person in the Five Kingdoms.

Yunran not only provoked, but also became the one on the cusp of his heart.

#He used to be a devil in the dark, but he is willing to walk out of the abyss hell step by step for her#

[The heroine is not weak, she is physically and mentally clean, 1v1, cute baby]

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Three thousand avenues, is there a secret to becoming an immortal?

How can an ordinary female cultivator achieve longevity?

Please see, an ordinary woman’s path to immortality.

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In a normal and average modern world where a prestigious academy nurtures elites in a certain field who are known as ”Supreme“ such as [Supreme Inventor], Allen Walker suffers from being called 'average'. Allen Walker can't accept why he has to be average when a few are fortunate to be born as either a genius or prodigy. After a week of self-loathing, when all of his hope was lost, a sound snap him back to reality, or is it insanity?

Ding!

[A suitable host has been found! Prodigy System at your service!]

Ding!

[Hello darling! Chuu~ Harem Protagonist System at your service! Or do you want my service in bed instead?]

Ding!

[A wild Anti-loner System has appeared!]

Ding!

[Fiction fanatic, praise thee and thou shalt be graced with the Multiverse Traveler System!]

Ding!

...

Before Allen can even choose a system, another too familiar sound harassed his ears.

Ding!

[For achieving a thousand system requests which are a one in a decillion chance to occur, a Supreme Being was forced to use Divine Intervention.]

[Merging all of the thousand systems to create the most versatile and advanced system... Merging complete! Alternate Multiverse Chat Group System has been obtained!]

After accepting the Alternate Multiverse Chat Group System, Allen becomes a prodigy and the Chat Group's Admin and has no choice but to chat with beings from other universes.

Beings with suspicious, delusional, and eccentric names such as [I Love Mathematics], [Lolicon Shota Cultivator With Soul Fetish], [Sword Forge From Chaos], [Self-Proclaimed Genius Goblin Hero], [Reality's Bitch], [Time Manipulator Of The Apocalypse], and [Delusional Modern World Chuunibyou]

The chat group introduces Allen as [Supreme Order] as he chats with the otherworldly beings to find out the secret behind the Alternate Multiverse Chat Group.

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…