male god development manual

When Xiu Moqing was conscious, a cheerful voice shouted in his mind, "Dear host, welcome to the 'Male God Cultivation Program', we will provide you with the most perfect service, thank you host for your cooperation."

... Xiu Moqing was silent, "Who are you?"

"Dear host, it turns out that I forgot to introduce myself, hey, I'm the system master of the 'Male God Cultivation Manual', you can call me male god, thank you for your cooperation."

...Xiu Moqing almost suspected that he was an idiot!

"Hey, dear host, are you despising me? His IQ is definitely the highest... This is professionally certified~"

……"who are you?!"

"Didn't I say it, I am the male god system~ dear host, you can call me male god~"

... "Can you tell me the main point?" Xiu Moqing asked softly, he was almost sure that the system that claimed to be a male god must have some brain problems!

"Hey, do you want me to say a few more words~ It's rare for someone to say a word, and you still despise him..."

"The point...!"

Realizing that someone was getting impatient, Mr. System put away his cute accent, and his tone became cold and full of formula, "Dear host, Xiu Moqing, male, 23 years old, currently studying in graduate school, has 'Prince' , "Male God" and other honorary titles, the young master of the Xiu family, with an indifferent temperament [to outsiders], extremely affectionate [to relatives and friends], died in the early morning of July 7.24."

"What do you want to do?" Xiu Moqing's heart tightened, did he really die?

The cold mechanical voice continued: "You like acting, but due to family problems, you can only study in the Department of Management,"

"..."

"So, dear host, do you want to live? Do you want to fulfill your wish? Do you want to act?! Believe me, my dear male god will help you solve the problem."

...can you stop changing your tone of voice so quickly?I thought you were smart...

"Then, dear host, are you willing to participate in our 'Male God Training Program'?"

"What will happen if I don't enter?" The thin bangs in front covered Xiu Moqing's eyes, and there was no wave in his tone.

"Hey~ Why is the host asking such a hurtful topic~ Well, if the host must know, then, dear host~ you died on July 7.24th~"

..."I join." In other words, if I don't join, I will die?

"Hey~ Dear host, welcome to join the 'God Cultivation Program', let's cultivate more gods~Host, work hard~"

"The request is...?"

"Our task is to train the protagonists of the collapse in each world to become male gods! The so-called male gods must be affectionate and faithful to each other!"

"Next, my dear host will enter the first world 'that campus prince in the late stage of secondary illness', please prepare the host."

"One of the main tasks: to save the world view of the second-year-old prince from collapse, and make him believe that there is love in the world. Reward points 5000 points."

"Main task 5000: Rescue the prince with the second illness, give him a warm home, reward [-] points."

"The third main task: Let His Royal Highness become a male god that everyone admires! Reward points 5000 points."

"Since the host is a newcomer, the plot of 'that campus prince in the late stage of Secondary Disease' is provided for free. The host does not need to be too grateful to me (≧▽≦)/~ la la la."

"...What are those points for?"

"Points can be exchanged for things to ask for help from the system. If the host saves enough 10 points, he can leave the game system and return to the real world."

"Return?" He repeated in doubt, but his hands were inadvertently clenched into fists.

"Well, if the host saves enough points, we can send you back to a few days before your death, so, in order to return, please work hard to cultivate a male god!"

"Can I watch the plot?" Xiu Moqing said lightly.

"Of course." The system said cheerfully.

Xiu Moqing felt that there were a lot of memories in his mind, raised his eyes, and said seriously: "System, can you stop being stupid, do you know that I have goosebumps all over my body? The most important thing is that I am sick. It needs to be cured, don’t delay, take medicine as soon as possible.”

"Hey, dear Qingqing, she is a system, so she doesn't need to take medicine...! She is acting cute, not stupid!"

"System, hurry up and repair the parts, what if it can't be repaired in the future?" While sorting out the memories in his mind, he warned the system seriously.

"Hey...you bully people..."

Xiu Moqing raised the corners of his lips, showing a half-smile.

Rule [-] of Xiu Family Rules: When the situation is unclear, it doesn’t matter if you play it safe and show weakness appropriately.

Rule [-] of Xiu Family Rules: Talk more and make mistakes, talk less and make mistakes less.

Article [-] of the Family Cultivation Code: Never suffer!

I am a standard cultivator, "Mr. System, please give me your advice in the days to come." Although this system looks weird, there is no choice, right?

"Of course, I will definitely take good care of you...~(≧▽≦)/~啦啦啦" A big red heart appeared in the air.

Xiu Moqing watched the plot calmly, leaving the system alone to go crazy.

How precious is the opportunity to return to reality~ My dear brother, are you still thinking of me?What a pity, I can't forget you~

The plot of the story is very simple. It is a simple and lovely girl, Mu Lian, the little princess of the Mu family, who met the prince Han Qingling on campus.

It's a pity that Luo Hua intentionally flows ruthlessly, and Han Qingling has no feeling for Mu Lian at all. She is really annoyed by Mu Lian who is asking her all the time, so her tone becomes even more impatient, and she even ignores it directly. All kinds of grievances, all kinds of sadness crying by the campus pool, was seen by Murong Yu passing by, and comforted softly, Murong Yu was moved by Mulian's infatuation for Han Qingling, and began to chase her ever since.

After Mu Lian was hurt by Han Qingling, she also had a deep affection for Murong Yu, and when the two were preparing for a sweet HE, Han Qingling, unwilling to be lonely, killed her.

Murong Yu, Xiu Moqing, and Han Qingling are the three princes on campus. Xiu Moqing is the most low-key, Murong Yu is the most gentle, and Han Qingling is the most indifferent. The three princes belong to three grades. Han Qingling, who is in the first grade, and Xiu Moqing, who is in the third grade, the three of them rarely meet each other, and they feel a little like they don't see each other.

So, when the relationship between Murong Yu and Mu Lian became more and more ambiguous, Han Qingling became dissatisfied. Didn't that stupid woman keep chasing herself?Why is Murong Yu so sweet & beautiful when she provokes her twice? !

Han Qingling, who was "pried" into the corner by her junior junior, was in a bad mood and encountered a family accident. Seeing those two people strutting around sweetly, Han Qingling immediately broke out.

The plan to snatch Mu Lian from Murong Yu took shape, but Han Qingling never thought that Mu Lian would reject him!The impatient Zhen. The second disease. His Royal Highness drove out all kinds of irrational newspaper behaviors in a fit of anger. He gloriously became a stepping stone for the hero and heroine to deepen their relationship, and finally became the gorgeous first cannon fodder.

"By the way, system, what exactly do my two missions mean?" Xiu Moqing, who looked at the missions again, always had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Which one Xiao Qingqing doesn't understand, is she willing to explain to you~~"

"Secondly, is giving him a warm home to let him start a family?" Xiu Moqing, who ignored the system's trickery, calmly raised his own question.

"Eh~~ It's okay for the host to understand and complete the task like this~~"

"Then..." Xiu Moqing, who still wanted to ask again, was interrupted by the system.

"Dear host, you will enter the strategy world 'that campus prince in the late stage of secondary illness', please prepare the host and work hard to complete the task."

"..."

"Honey, you must remember, don't collapse the human design, if it collapses, the consequences, hehe~~"

"..." I always feel very cold.