Husband, Be A Gentleman - Chapter 12.1

Cricket System: Rise of Raj> Pavan Raj was born to play cricket. But when his dreams were crushed by strict parents, jealous rivals, and heartbreak, he gave up everything… until fate gave him another chance.One silent prayer, one wish to return—and he wakes up in his younger self’s body.But this time, something's different.[System Activated]With a mysterious Cricket System that levels up his batting, bowling, fielding, and strategy, Pavan Raj sets out to rewrite his life.No more hesitation. No more missed chances.From gully cricket to selectors' eyes, from self-doubt to sixers—this is his second innings. And this time…He’s playing to win.

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.[I am the seventh generation Nanomachine manufactured by Sky Cooperation, and I am operating as a central nerve connected to your brain.]“What? What are you talking about?”This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”[“I am the seventh generation Nanomachine.]“Nano Machine?”[Yes, Nanomachine.]The boy’s face hardened.Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.“Um, are you really Mashin?”The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.

When Ren Sheng is being hunted, in order to not fall into the hands of his enemies he decides to jump into the crack of space and time. Unexpectedly, he crossed into the future and was forced to substitute as a bride while he was still in a coma.

When he wakes up, he actually has a husband… Ren Sheng is extremely satisfied.

Such a delicious nourishment, this is his first time seeing it! Really want to root up ah ah ah!

As a result Lord Marshal, who was sick in bed, had a “little wife” who has been touching him all day and drooling over him.