Record of a Demon's Cultivation - Chapter 508: Scheme

Little Red Riding Hood is ill and has only one more month to live, so she decides to live in a hospice. The attitude of the staff here is very unsatisfactory.

“What kind of service attitude do you have here?” Little Red Riding Hood was angry.

“You’re a dying person, do you still need to care about our attitude?” The Dean.

“What happened to serving the dying people? I spent the money, and I demand the best service from you.” Little Red Riding Hood was angry.

“You’re a dying person, do you still need to care about the serving?” The Dean.

“Can you stop repeating about me dying here and there? Believe it or not, I will complain about you.” Little Red Riding Hood was furious.

“You are a dying person with such a narrow mind.” The Dean.

Little Red Riding Hood cried in anger~~~~

“Congratulations, you have been accepted into our company.” The Dean

Underworld Group’s The Honoring Life branch welcomes you.

What Fortune 500, our headquarters is the underworld…

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The heroine is sick, she is dying, and is admitted to a hospice.

The dean of the hospice handed the heroine a contract and said, “Come on, sign this and this man is yours.”

The heroine signed it. Anyway, I’m dying, so I don’t care about doing anything.

The male protagonist is also sick, and due to the sickness always wants to commit suicide.

Male protagonist: Why every time I commit suicide, there is always a woman to seduce me.

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In the Heart’s Kingdom, a kingdom where vampires reign and humans were nothing but livestock, Lilou, a peasant, found herself being preyed upon by the worst maniacal vampire of his kind. However, as terrifying as what he addressed her as his ‘reserved meal’, this vampire also called her his bride!

Except:

My eyes brood with fear, gazing at the still-beating heart in his hand. “My Lord, pardon me but… is this the bloody proof you promised to show me?” I asked, my voice shook as I gulped down whilst struggling my trembling knees from giving away.

“Mhm… do you now believe I’m good at capturing hearts?” The silver-haired man, bearing those menacing pair of deep crimson eyes stared proudly at me after a nod. I gasped when he clenched his hand and squeezed the fresh heart to smithereen.

“Yes, milord. You’re good at it, literally.” I’m mortified, watching the pieces of the heart fall as he approached. His every step made me take a step back until my back reached a solid pillar.

“Huh,” Samael chuckled briefly, stopping in front of me. His long, pointy nails that were covered with blood traced my elbow down to my hand. Gently, he clipped my forefinger in between his, guiding it before his lips. “Did I pass your test, though?” He asked, the sharp tip of his nail played over the tip of my finger.

I stared at his penetrating gaze as I reluctantly answered, “Barely.”

He smirked, nodding in satisfaction before he pressed his nail on the tip of my forefinger that was quick to produce a drop of blood. “Such sweet aroma.” He whispered, placing my bleeding finger in his mouth and licked it with passion.

His menacing gaze never left mine as he consumed a bit of my blood. “Does that mean you’re accepting my invitation?” Keeping my finger in between his fangs, Samael inquired.

I bit my lower lip unconsciously, my heart within my chest drummed as my back broke into sweats. “But… I’m just…” I paused, hoping my answer would put an end to this. “… I’m just a human.”

Samael clicked his tongue, displeased at my response as he let my finger go. “No,” He whispered.

My entire body stiffened when he bent over, caressing my shoulder up to my neck by the apex of his nose, as his hot breaths prickled my skin.

“You're not just a mere human... you are my human.” He stressed before I sensed his lips part and the tip of his fangs against my skin.

Zhong Yansheng lived for eighteen years. After accidentally falling into the water, he dreamed and found that he was living in a book. In the book, he was a fake young master who was mistakenly adopted by the Marquis. After the real young master came back, he {real} was not taken seriously by the family and was driven to a separate courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing. His parents only doted on him {fake}, and they turned the real young master into a black hearted man, and finally his family was ruined. After waking up, Zhong Yansheng learned the news that Master Zhen returned to the house three days ago, but the whole family only revolved around him {fake} who was sick.

“I am an evil god. Would you like to make a contract?” In “Phantom Heroes Online,” a VRMMO where in-game currency can be converted to real money, a man, worn out by society, decides to quit his job and earn a living through gaming. In this fantasy world of swords and magic, players contract with advanced AI NPCs, aiding and nurturing them. The protagonist, Zephyr, whimsically tells a young girl a lie, claiming to be her savior. Believing Zephyr to be the “god who rescued her from despair,” the yandere girl transforms into the formidable “Reaper Loli,” a top-tier berserker feared as the “Fanatic” across the continent. She rises to become one of the game’s top players, dominating the leaderboards. Unbeknownst to Zephyr and the other players, their actions in the game are actually leading to saving of another world.