MTL - Devil Seeds - Chapter 714 wait

Yuyoshi Orikasa, who got up one day to become a real sake in a winery, had an unknown app on his phone, and then he learned that his world was a manga world.
Looking at the ending of the manga, Orikasa Yuyoshi fell into contemplation, and his own ending as a member of the organization didn’t seem to be much better.
So he tried to rewrite the ending.
But why do things seem to go further and further?
He squatted in front of a famous pupil with glasses who didn’t grow taller for more than 20 years, shouting the other party’s name and trying to intimidate: worker…
The primary school student was stunned for a moment: “The teacher doesn’t call me by my real name outside. If it is discovered by suspicious people, it will be dangerous.”
As a suspicious person, Yuyoshi Orikasa…
He stood in front of Mr. Bai Yueguang of the explosion group, and blew himself up with a blank face: “I’m not a good person.”
The officer in sunglasses rubbed his head, and the middle-length-haired youth gave him a carton of milk.
Yuyoshi Orikasa, who is really not a good person…
He found Mr. Undercover, “Scotland, I am…”
The cat-eyed youth smiled and said, “Can I have a sandwich for breakfast?”
Orikasa Yuyoshi…I’m a member of the organization. Is it appropriate for you to be so friendly to me as an undercover police officer?
Finally, he opened the mobile APP, and the audience with God’s perspective will not admit it wrong, right?
However, everyone in the comment area:
[Why did Orikasa get pulled out and choose one of three? Is he Tiehongfang? 】
[He is the man who saved the police academy team, absolutely red. 】
Orikasa Yuyoshi fell into contemplation…
Although I added 100 million points of water later, I am really a wine, the kind that Gen Wai Miao Hei grew up in a winery, why don’t you believe it?
Demining:
1. The protagonist’s real wine, but later mixed with water and deteriorated
2, the writing is white, the logic is useless

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Life is often full of curveballs. It likes to keep you on your toes.But what can a regular guy do when he gets booted to a world full of gods, dragons, devils, angels, yokai vampires and everything in between with only the clothes on his back and a reality-bending gacha behind him?His best apparently.

Humanity is caught in a great upheaval after the Intergalactic Union of All Species coincidentally discovers their existence on what they had formerly considered to be the fringe of the universe.Without any say in the matter, they get indicted into the Union as a legal member. Unfortunately, this meant that they were now obligated to partake in the exploration of a new Chaotic Realm parallel to their universe containing rich energies, resources, and essence that the universe itself craved.To that end, the universe has created its own will, which seeks to gather all races and strengthen warriors from them to explore the dangerous but lucrative Chaotic Realm, initiating the Augmented Reality simulation, Essence.In Essence, one can experience a carefully crafted universe similar to an RPG game, either by going in through your soul or going in through VR. The former means that death is true, and the latter is similar to a normal FIVR experience.Those who go in with their souls can freely receive feedback from their 'game characters' to obtain all stats, skills, and items they acquire in Essence, while those who go in with VR do not obtain that benefit.However, those who pay for it in Essence can receive an awakening of genetic talent called abilities. These abilities are graded from F to EX, a total of 10 stages.Not much is expected from the human race when the first 100 participants get chosen at random from the public - a standard protocol - only for each one of them to awaken at least an A-grade ability.Then, there was Damon Arnan, a young Ghanaian politician, who ended up awakening, not one, not two, but three EX-Grade Talents.The human race, which had just entered the galactic playground, was about to experience a storm with Damon smackdab in the middle.

“Y-young master, the Lord is requesting your presence.”

I looked at myself in the mirror as a maid's voice, laced with trepidation, reached my ears.

“Tell him I'll be there shortly.”

“I understand, y-young master.”

I paid no mind to her quivering presence, my gaze fixed on my reflection.

And this is exactly why I despise this character, Yes, He is a villain with my name but does it matter, no, the problem is this guy's weight he is so heavy that this tub of lard is weighing me down, literally.

For someone who prides themselves on muscle, nothing's worse than “fat,” and this guy before me? Well, he's a prime example of that.

“I suppose I need a workout.”

Reaching the door, exhaustion gripped me and I found myself gasping for breath. It was unbelievable – this body was so darn heavy.

After an arduous struggle, I finally made my way out of the room, causing servants carrying a litter¹ to scurry over. They lowered it, creating a path for me to step onto it.

I tried to ignore the spectacle – it was this pampering that turned this fatty into a giant tire. Pushing the annoyance aside, I began to move, managing only about 10 steps before my legs gave out.

Damn it. Seriously? I collapsed, leaving the twenty servants to hastily lift me and place me onto the litter. For me, it felt more like a stretcher. There I was, sprawled on it like some mountain, panting heavily.

“You damn god! I hope the protagonist of your favorite novel gets NTRed!”

“We're here, young master.”

Can you believe it? his father's office is just thirty steps away from this pumpkin room, yet he insists on using a litter.

“Give me a hand.”

I ordered while cursing this hefty body under my breath.

“Oh, come, come, my dear child. How was your day?”

I glanced at the middle-aged man, his face exuding warmth and care.

As for my feelings? This old man right here is the reason this chubby exists. Not that I give a darn about my indulgent father.

“I'm alright, Dad.”

Yes, imagine this: as a noble, this old man spoiled this pumpkin so much that he thinks he can go around scolding the mansion's maids and servants.

“Take a seat. Hey, fetch his chair!”

You might wonder why he doesn't sit on a regular chair. Well, that's because the chair is custom-made to accommodate this hippo-sized frame.

“What's going on, Dad?”

Seriously, why would he summon this big old hippo over to his quarters? There's gotta be a reason for it....

“Your fiancee is coming tomorrow”

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