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Villain Is on Vacation

"Every day is so annoying and tiring. Just working, eating, and pooping. I rarely get any peace of mind." Rain grumbled. "I want some rest and go on vacation. It's good I am going on vacation tomorrow. Goodbye to annoying work for a few days," he cheered. As he was crossing the road, he saw a truck coming towards him. "Looks like, my life suc--" Whether gratifying or pathetic, almost the next moment, he got crushed by the truck, died, and transmigrated into the world of the game "Saga of the Magical Knight" as a mid-tier villain, Rain Holmes. "Welcome to the fantasy world, I guess." Fortunately, the system was there to help him. [Host should choose one choice among the following three choices.] | 1. Supporting Character | | 2. Villain | | 3. Extra Character | "Supporting Character sucks, and being a villain is tiring and risky. I choose to be an extra character." Rain answered. [Okay.] 'Who cares about that protagonist and heroines, I rather go on vacation and live a free life.' Rain scoffed. He didn't care about the plot, he wanted [vacation]. However, soon he realized it won't be as easy as he thought. "Hey, runaway Young master, spar with me!" The musclehead Villain roared. "Rain, you are only my friend, I won't let other bitches have you." One of the heroines declared. "But didn't he say he love me?" A mysterious beauty appeared. "Is getting vacation that hard?" Rain said in an exhausted tone.

Madwriter_2377 · Fantasy
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171 Chs

Aren't Auctions For Fun?

The venue for the [Platinum] auction was an immersive digital space that seemed almost lifelike.

It was designed to replicate a grand ballroom, complete with glittering chandeliers and polished marble floors.

As Rain walked on the marble floor leisurely. Some people tried to observe him. It's because you can say his current appearance was [Too edgy.]

The walls were adorned with intricate "gold leaf patterns" and "expensive artwork" that seemed to glow under the virtual lighting.

'So much showoff.' Rain was not fond of public events that attracted people like this.

It reminded him of his birthday parties and those office meetings of his previous life. People talked with each other enthusiastically. But most of that was back bitching. 

"Pretentious people," Rain thought to himself, as he surveyed the crowd with a hint of disdain. He didn't want to engage with them, instead, he looked for a place to sit.