Loser System and Berserker Me - Chapter 105: Mystical Prophecy

An elder asked a young man if he wanted revenge for being humiliated by a strong man and disregarded by his master. The elder offers to pass his power to the young man, who is amazed to find centuries' worth of skill appear on his phone. The power is from the Heavenly Court, where users can borrow without interest for 30 days. The young man worries it might be a 'magic loan,' but the elder assures him that it is safe, as the daily interest is very low.Zhang Yu snorted coldly and closed the ad.

The Immortal stroked the top of my head, and as my hair was tied up, I was bestowed with eternal life.IBM z15, 190 CPUs, 40T of memory, 12.2 billion transistorsArriving in the Cultivation World with a portable data center space, a tale of cultivation aided by the IBM z15.All for the sake of immortality!

“You need a legal wife. I need a husband in name. I can get him to work with me!”

A marriage certificate, she had completely screwed herself over!

“You … What are you doing! ” Jin Yan gripped the thin blanket tightly, her face was full of caution. Why did this man appear in her room late at night?!

He stepped forward with a faint smile on his lips, “Of course it's what a husband and wife should do.”

After being so long suppressed, she was furious.

Liar! Brawler! She wants a divorce!

The man panted heavily. With a bewitching voice, he said, “Alright, I’ll go out to clean up. I don’t need anything but you!”

(A fierce and adorable female lead VS an obsessive and sinister male lead, sweet doting + metaphysics + slight fantasy)

Jiang Xiaoxiao, the great master of the Mystic Sect, was born with an incomplete soul. Every full moon night, she would also turn into a tiny three-inch tall person.

The Grand Master said that in the sixteenth year of her life, she would meet a nobleman. The purple gold dragon aura on the nobleman’s body could lift her curse.

Xie Xun, the King of Chu, had his dragon aura taken away at the age of three. Plagued by bad luck, he was exiled from the capital.

The first time he met his adorable wife, his adorable wife shrank with a swoosh in front of him into a tiny three-inch being, standing in his palm dozing off.

Later, the King of Chu sewed a small pouch on the sleeve of each garment. When going out, he would put his adorable wife in the pouch.

And he told others, “My little one is weak, pitiful, and helpless.”

The little ghost shivered in fear: Have you seen someone using a kitchen knife to hack ghosts at a mass grave? Yes, it’s your weak, pitiful and helpless Queen!

The ghosts wailed at the mass grave: Have you seen a living person who could scare the ghosts to tears? Yes, it’s still your weak, pitiful and helpless Queen!

The entire netherworld exploded: Have you seen a newly wedded bride escorted by two Ghost Emperors and two Ghost Kings? Yes, it’s still your weak, pitiful and helpless Queen!