Matan's Shooter - Chapter 855

If human life could continue to grow stronger indefinitely, reaching infinite heights, then one day it might connect with the heavens!

Waking in a strange yet familiar room the main character now will rise to the top of one most dangerous worlds of fiction with his new cheat.

As a successful author, Max was used to hate comments but he never expected that his decision to kill an important character would result in his death.Apparently, the Goddess and her brother used to read his novels and were both a big fan of his works. Sadly, the brother didn't like his decision and killed him.As compensation, the goddess decided to send Max in his own novel as the protagonist and complete the story without letting any of the main characters die.Max had no problem with that, so he accepted it and asked for something else too.“Can I court you?”Now, he has the Goddess accompanying him as the Ultimate Leveling System. Not only that, his system also rewards if he saved the favourite characters of his novel. What could be better than this life?[You have Killed the Giant Behemoth Dragon, granted 200000 EXP.][You have saved the side character, Charlotte Sinclair, granted the fortune worth Corelhelm Kingdom.]Watch as how the author makes the harem of his favourite characters while leveling Endlessly....What to expect-Leveling+Mana Cultivation+Labyrinth adventures-OP MC-Light Hearted, Low stakes-A proper Harem and good romance-Very less Smut (yeah, the number of those chapters will be very low as I intend to focus on relationships, adventures and of course Labyrinth stuff.

Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”