Tokyo: How Come All the Objects of Salvation in Life Have Fallen?

I persisted until now and decided to give up. Uselessly torturing Qingmei, the internal love girl, and that stupid lesbian. It proves that the author doesn't know how to drink water at all. Many plot settings are obviously intended to make people smile, but they only make people uncomfortable. The biggest reason is that this female lead is simply an internal love, lesbian love, knows nothing about posing, insists on having a champion 🙂, and it is obvious that she wants to be the main palace, and let other female protagonists be captured by her Asasi. The male protagonist has been a puppet of the system so far. He is quite charismatic in his portrayal of despair, but his lack of writing skills makes it impossible to empathize with him. In summary, this book is not enjoyable at all. It is also unqualified as a harem novel. Everyone is just a sex toy for the female leader.

It's not a traditional simulator story, but one female protagonist threatens the male protagonist because of another female protagonist. It's okay if you don't mind.

The taste of ancient female videos, the protagonist gives me the taste of the male protagonist of ancient female videos, coupled with the twisted emotional process, if you like watching this type of genre, you can give it a try

Please, please read it~ I don't want to disappear

The plot design is good, but it's a bit ink.

If you like it, please collect it as much as possible to see the latest chapter. Thank you for your support!

I beg everyone passing by to save it and take a few minutes to see the latest chapter. I really want to read it~ Inegai, Wattasi, can do anything!

The writing is okay, but I think it may be due to the author's experience. I feel that the plot advancement, including the creation of the protagonist, is not very pleasing to me. It has a strong sense of Japan and Japan. The whole plot revolves around a few women, but the male protagonist is half a monk and eunuch.

How should I put it? I've read more than 20 chapters and it's a bit too light.

Does the plot depend entirely on system tasks?

The plot is almost entirely driven by the system. The male protagonist can do nothing but do tasks. To say that the male protagonist is the protagonist is better to say that the system is the protagonist. The protagonist is severely abused. It is obviously a Tokyo theme and there are a bunch of female characters, but they are half-dead bodies, no different from eunuchs. After watching it for a long time, I feel that I am not very good at shaping the characters. Can anyone tell me what is attractive about these female characters? In short, I need to practice my writing skills more. .

Although it is a very normal routine, it is still very bad.

Great support from the author, Jiangjiang is here, I have read it, and I can't sleep!

Such refreshing writing style, very everyday

Is it too light in the same period?🤐

He was about to die and had to be burned into relics among these women in order to survive. He spent money and brought comfort, which provided him with enough emotional value and material needs. That Cangyu is no different from a middle school student. Don't let me see a kid acting like that again, okay? We also have to deal with the terrifying heavy-female coppers and twisted female stars, and B Gao Liu is even more interesting. This is the first time I read a light novel and it made me see exhaustion. The feeling of powerlessness is too uncomfortable. Please let the male protagonist live a better life. Kick the child away quickly, or tame her.

It's so well written, but it's so short, I was a little reluctant to read it.

It's a bit weird, there are some Gemini stereotypes in it, just like the following, abnormal metaphors and descriptions Seeing this, my heart felt like a stone falling into the lake of my heart, with a bang, there was a huge wave, Haji Mi's eight-part idiom was like an order from the gods that made me unable to resist. I numbly took out my phone and mechanically and slowly wrote this reply that was like a small animal whining. My eyes instantly filled with thin mist. I couldn't help but swallow a trace of blood in my lips and shed physiological tears. It was like a poisonous needle had been pierced into my heart, and vines of despair grew involuntarily and entangled my emotions. I seemed to have fallen into water, but could not catch my own driftwood. Kneel down slowly, Submit to the other party and sacrifice everything you have like a devout believer. The words of the group friends cut open my heart like a scalpel, making me look at them in disbelief. I couldn't help but scream loudly, stood up, and my gaze slowly turned into that of an empty doll. I am, like, a helpless little beast, at a loss. Finally, I made up my mind. My heart is as hard as a stone and I said this. After the group friends saw this, the moment they saw the news, they felt like a stone hitting the water. Their hearts suddenly sank, and their thoughts became chaotic. His fingers were clenched and turned white, and his fingertips were cold, but he still tapped the screen mechanically. His eyes suddenly became hot, and his vision was blurry. Obscure only felt that something was falling little by little, and he couldn't catch it or shout out. Seeing this, my heart felt like a stone falling into the lake of my heart. With a loud bang, there was a huge wave. Hakimi's eight-parted poem was like an order from the gods, which made me unable to resist. I numbly took out my mobile phone, mechanically and slowly, and wrote this reply like a wailing animal. My eyes instantly became thin with mist, and I couldn't help but swallow a trace of blood in my lips, and I shed physiological tears. It was like a poisonous needle had been pierced into my heart, and vines of despair grew involuntarily and entangled my emotions. I seemed to have fallen into water, but could not catch my own driftwood. I slowly knelt down. When I saw this, my heart felt like a stone falling into the lake of my heart. With a bang, there was a huge wave. Hakimi's eight-legged posture was like an order from the gods, which made me unable to resist. I numbly took out my mobile phone, mechanically and slowly, and wrote this reply like a small animal whining. My eyes instantly became thin with mist. I couldn't help but swallow a trace of blood in my lips and shed physiological tears. It was like a poisonous needle had been pierced into my heart, and vines of despair grew involuntarily and entangled my emotions. I seemed to have fallen into water, but could not catch my own driftwood. Kneel down slowly, Submit to the other party and sacrifice everything you have like a devout believer. The words of the group friends cut open my heart like a scalpel, making me look at them in disbelief. I couldn't help but scream loudly, stood up, and my gaze slowly turned into that of an empty doll. I am, like, a helpless little beast, at a loss. Finally, I made up my mind.

The female protagonists are all around 1.6M or 1.7M 🙂 Isn't that right? I see a lot of teachers who are 1.4M, and even 1.5M is considered tall😕

Brother author, why haven't you updated 😭

Does the author have any new books?🙂