The System Simulates Me Into a Martial God: From the Start, I Get a Wife

It suits my taste and looks good. I'm glad I didn't read the reviews.

It feels like forcibly creating conflict could solve the wife's father's problem. The wife herself is keeping it a secret from her father; she needs a flying boat to go back and knows there's a problem at home and needs to get back as soon as possible. She should be able to get one by informing the military, right? And the professor can sell them too. Okay, you could say you discovered that, but the first two points are missing a star.

A marriage of convenience, but in reality, he's still taking care of her like a wife! It doesn't feel like a high-fashion martial arts novel to me; it's more like an old-fashioned urban romance. The protagonist is such a sweetheart, taking meticulous care of her in every way. It's clearly just a transaction! 🤦

There's still no meat in chapter 61!

I've only read the first 50 chapters. It's probably the best-written martial arts novel I've ever read. But it's not without its flaws; some common, weak villain tropes still exist. I wonder how it gets later on. If it improves, I'll come back and change my rating.

Why do so many books describe girls wearing high heels, yet China has never had this item throughout history? Are high heels meant to accentuate a woman's figure, or are there other devices that benefit women? I remember high heels were worn by women in medieval Europe, not for fashion, but to provide footing on streets full of excrement and urine. I wonder if that's true?

The plot is full of twists and turns, and the characters are portrayed in great detail, making it captivating.

It was alright when I first read it; it was quite novel, and the male and female leads were portrayed quite realistically.

It's great! The characters are well-developed, and the story is logical. Looking forward to more!

It's pretty good, just one thing: could you use double quotes in the dialogue? These half brackets make it look like narration, a recollection, or inner thoughts, not like normal conversation.