Ms. Bigshot Is Pampered by All - Chapter 194 - 193 Are You Also Participating in the Bidding?

Takuya accidentally travels to the world of Naruto with a max-level game account.As a mixed-blood Uchiha, Takuya states: “Sharingan? Mangekyō? Aren't these standard equipment?Once you reach the right age, don't they naturally awaken?Why do you need emotional trauma to activate the eyes?Why do you need to transplant eyes to obtain the Eternal Mangekyō?That's so outdated!A real man should awaken it on his own!As for the Nine-Tails, isn't it a common pet?Look, my Nine-Tails is even white!It can fight independently outside my body and even resist the Ten-Tails!This is how the Nine-Tails should be!Kurama, you...”Disclaimer: The cover image is not owned by me. If you are the original owner and would like it removed, please kindly let me know.

The female protagonist is reborn, and her gift is a system that's both deaf and mute!Want to be a jack of all trades? It can be done!But first!Sit down and do some moving...Your brain!Only then can you earn Knowledge Points! With 100 Knowledge Points, you can convert them into 1 ability point, which you can exchange for...Oh~you know what!Family must be taken care of, debts of gratitude from the past life must be repaid, and the childhood sweetheart accidentally missed in the last life awaits her rescue!The proud system said, “I'll just quietly watch your struggle!”Zhen Yu retorted, “Aren't you supposed to be both deaf and mute?”Onlookers from various dimensions on the Trading Platform: “Tsk! Such a pitiful girl!”

The heroine is sassy, ​​decisive, not a virgin, not hypocritical, and has an online IQ.

In the end of the world Five years ago, Jin Jiang was robbed of her space ability by her husband and thrown into a crowd of zombies.

In the new life, she first stocked up on supplies at the beginning, and waited for the end of the world to come.

In this life, she wants to build her own base, wouldn’t it be nice to be the boss?

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In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings – whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society – do, when a mysterious application pops up on a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out ‘Red Packets’, all the while spouting nonsense?