The Calamitous Bob - Chapter 92: Besieged

Marcus just used to be a regular old university student but after dying an unfortunate death he now finds himself at the whims of a delusional god.As punishment for his sins (Leaving a 3-star review on a god's novel), Marcus is transported into that novel as Lucius, a crazy rebel leader that wants to destroy society and rebuild it as he sees fit.If that was the end of things then it wouldn't be so bad, but apart from all that Lucius is tasked with the job of capturing the hearts f all the heroines or he will suffer painful and gruesome death!With his back against the wall and life on the line, Lucius must get to work.[Ding! Heroine capture system online!][Steal a kiss from the heroine’s lips- 500LP][Ask the heroine if you can cop a feel- 700 LP][ Spend a hot and steamy night with the heroine- 5000LP]It's not that he wanted to do it, it's just that his life was at stake!He really did not want to NTR the protagonist!

“Hey, wait! I'm not a god, I'm just a guy who loves trash!”Rhys loves trash. Trashy anime, trashy novels, trashy games, he can't get enough. Which was all well and good until one day, his passion for trash gets him mistaken as an actual trash god. Whisked away into another world, Rhys wakes up in a trash heap as a trash talent with trash skills and no chance of progression. Given his trashy start, it seems there's no hope for him.Or at least, there wouldn't be for a lesser man. But Rhys loves trash.There's only one path before him. Embrace the trash! Empower the trash! Dig the diamonds out from the trash! Polish the trash until it shines brighter than gold! If there's one thing Rhys is passionate about, it's trash. And even in another world, he isn't going to stop until he proves that trash shouldn't be overlooked!What to expect: Trash charactersTrash skillsTrash storyNumber go upCultivation-style systemFast-paced progression

My older brother, who was my only family member, lost his memory. “I have a sibling? Are you kidding me?” He was a fool who cared for me ever since he brought me from the temple… “I can’t even take care of myself, so what is this…” I left the family because I didn’t want to be a burden to my older brother, who had no memory, and was helpless in the tragedy that followed. So I turned back time. That too, to the point when my brother lost his memory. “I don’t have anything in my head, so I don’t know what to do next. What if I have a kid with me?” We must not repeat the tragedy of the past life. So I grimly said, “That’s right. I don’t have anything on my brother’s head right now.” “…What, what?” I chuckled and took out a document I had prepared. The contents of the document, written in crooked, large letters, were simple. [I transfer all the property in my name to my younger sister.] While my gaping older brother was checking the documents, I took out his seal from his drawer and smeared it with ink. Then I put it in his hand and said with a very sad expression. “So stamp it. Now.” I will protect you in this life.

There were women approaching me, who had decided to die.