MTL - Horror Resurgence: Ma’am, Please Respect My Profession - Chapter 285

Ye Fan traveled through the Naruto world and became a member of the Uchiha family, but he was cast aside by everyone because he didn’t write the wheel eye, and became the god of plague in Konoha Village…

Ye Fan is very confused, I’m a Saiyan, you say I have no bloodline limit?

At the age of three, he fought Uchiha Itachi, and at the age of thirteen, he was invincible to the entire ninja world!

Five Shadows: Crazy!

Do you call this garbage without the boundaries of blood?

Uchiha Madara: My Uchiha clan finally has a master who swept the ninja world, Haxi hot mom tremble!

The Otsutsugi Clan: Damn, who blew up my Moon Moon? !

Six Paths Immortal: It seems that our cultivation path is wrong, Ye Fan’s cultivation method is correct!

(The introduction is weak, please see the text…)

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Lu Yao accidentally stumbled upon a pixelated game where he played the role of a deity, only to discover that this game connected to different dimensions.The 'sacrifices' in the game would manifest in reality, and the 'blessings' he bestowed could also reach the game world.As an apprentice deity, his options were limited to creating various natural disasters.That is, until he reluctantly revived a supermodel apostle, and the gameplay underwent a slight change...

I became a professor in a game by accident. To make matters worse, I even messed up the difficulty settings. Now, I’m stuck playing on Hell Mode. A world on the brink of war with the Demon King. An Assassin Department where mu*der is legal… as long as you aren’t caught. I thought I’d have to claw my way through just to survive in this wretched place, and that was the case at first. But nowadays… “No matter how hard I try, I can’t be like you, Professor… How do you do it?” “Please… become our god.” “What do you know? What is it you know? Why do you make me want to live…?” One by one, everyone at the academy began to obsess over me.

[sweet, pampering][strong FL, 1v1]He was an absolute noble, decisive and cold-hearted, yet he was persistently entwined with her, doting incessantly.The first time they met, he questioned, “Six years ago, was it you?”The second time they met, he was holding a paternity test, “You still dare to say your son isn't mine?”The nth time they met, she finally lost her patience, “Sir, will you ever give it a rest?”The man lifted the corners of his mouth, smiling with a deep and enchanting charm, “Not before our second child is born.”