BTTH: From Genius to Invincible - Chapter 220 - : Many Love Rivals

The novel follows the story of Arnold, a porter, who accompanies warriors and superhumans inside dangerous dungeons, which are distinguished by their colours. The porters were always mistreated by the modern human civilization and even though their job was riskier than that of warriors and superhumans, their existence was never appreciated nor were they paid well. No one knows why these dungeons started to appear all over the world. The only thing they know was the dangers that would find their way into the world if they didn’t kill the monsters. But only a selected few cared about the calamity because for the rest it was all about earning money and gaining power. But nothing in this new world is constant and everything keeps changing, and this time the change would find its way towards an ordinary Porter. After stealing a scroll from the dungeon, he ran off to his home. The scroll gave him powers no one could’ve imagined to gain. But he wasn’t alone. 9 other humans had been granted similar powers... powers of the Gods! What would Arnold do with his newfound powers? Will he kill the other 8 Paladins and rule over the world which had oppressed him for years? Or will he rise against the Gods and make them repent for their crimes? Can the strength lent by the Gods be sufficient to deal with them once and for all? Would he be able to defeat his creator? Or will he join the Gods instead? Too many questions, too little time. The decisions he would make could be the end of humanity Or would an ordinary Porter, become he world’s only hope? Follow me on the journey to the power of this ordinary Porter as he becomes the Savior or the Devil.

Ruan is good at reading books.
Moreover, it is the white lotus fiancée of the heroine’s early dead father in the novel of the dog-blooded wealthy.
Ruan Hao: Is there such a good thing?
I wanted to raise a puppy and run away with money as an adult, but I accidentally found that the hostess table was full of books—
“Thirty-six Strategies for Wisdom Fighting Stepmothers”, “How to Get a Fox Spirit to Go Out of the House”, “One Hundred Ways to Straighten a Bent”
Ruan Hao: ? ? Did something weird get in there?
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Yan Ning grew up in the smoke of a wealthy family, and with the ability to make money, he was able to call the wind and the rain in the school. As a result, when he was seventeen, he was an orphan.
Her father also asked the vixen who wanted to kill her to fight for the family property to take care of her.
In the beginning, Yan Ning: Vixen, either you die or I live! Provoked me and didn’t end well!
Later, Yan Ning blocked the fox spirit at the door of the house and said the most cowardly words in the toughest tone: Be my girlfriend! I beg you!
Vixen Ruan Hao: … The way this book is opened is not right.

The age difference is six years old, no sweetness, no money
Acting school white cut black school tyrant x cute heartthrob president
-Where you are, I belong.

#This is an ordinary love story that everyone thinks the other party wants to kill you#
#Ruan Hao has no relationship with the heroine’s father#
#The protagonists are all adults when they are in love, no blood relationship and legal kinship#

Content Labels: Happy Enemy System Sweet Text Wearing Books
Search keywords: protagonists: Yan Ning, Ruan Hao
One-sentence introduction: The little wolf dog, the eternal god
Purpose: To carry forward the spirit of righteousness and courage, and build a harmonious society together

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The status of a wizard is transcendent in all continents and in the universal plane.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”