The turning of fate often happens in a single instant.Just like this moment.The God-Level Choice System?Hearing the voice echo inside his mind, Jones stood there for a brief second, stunned.But Catherine’s cold and venomous voice quickly dragged him back to reality.“Someone get him out of the academy! I don’t want to see this loser for another second!”To ensure that the two million stayed firmly in her hands, Catherine began urging the simps gathered around her to drive Jones away by force, intending to swallow the money that had originally belonged to him.Hearing this, Jones slowly raised his head.In that moment, he understood everything.Seeing Catherine’s true nature today might not be such a bad thing after all.The warmth that once filled Jones’s blue eyes vanished completely. In its place was something far more oppressive—an intense, almost feral brutality.Catherine instinctively stepped back.She saw Jones lower his body slightly, then rush forward in the blink of an e

The game began.“I’m betting big!”Karl placed his wager first, absolute confidence written across his face. The DuPont family was powerful—even Blackwater Trading House had their people planted inside. Just moments ago, he had arranged for a device to be installed at the table, one that could subtly influence where the ball would land.For a seasoned gambler like him, there was no doubt—Jones was going to lose this round.With a dark look, Karl stared at Jones as if he were already a dead man.“Your turn. If I were you, I’d be on my knees begging for forgiveness right about now.”He had already made up his mind. Win or lose, he would have Jones seized and tortured to death.“You’re afraid,” Jones said calmly. “Afraid of losing.”His left hand brushed lightly over the black-gold card, a flicker of madness flashing in his eyes.“I bet on zero. But I want the odds raised to ten to one. And I’m adding another ten million.” He paused, then said coldly, “One round. Winner takes all. Let’s

7 – SSS-Rank TitansWas it better to cling to life… or risk everything to seize that final sliver of hope?For Jones, it had never been a question.Gritting his teeth against the searing pain, he forced himself to his feet and charged straight into the sea of flames, determination carved into his face.In an instant, the fire engulfed him.His skin blistered rapidly under the scorching heat, pain piercing deep into his bones. His vision blurred, nearly consumed by the blaze. And yet—he did not stop.He surged forward without hesitation, like the soldiers of the early Cataclysm era who had charged fearlessly into endless hordes of monsters—flesh and blood defying death, willpower challenging fate itself.Boom!Flames roared and surged.Jones wrapped his arms tightly around the Infernal Flame Demon. Even as his hands were nearly burned beyond recognition by the extreme heat, he refused to let go.Outside the door, Karl’s shrill, mocking laughter never ceased. The pounding against the do

At the party—A massive crystal chandelier cast shimmering patterns across the pristine marble floor. A jazz band played softly off to one side, while the air carried the sweet scent of champagne. Heirs of the great families, dressed in perfectly tailored suits, exchanged polite smiles and hollow toasts.Yet their attention never strayed from the center of the hall— where beautiful women were displayed like cheap commodities.Among them, Lily stood out the most.The most striking face. The most alluring figure. Naturally, she drew the most attention—and the most discussion. Under the weight of men’s possessive gazes, Lily lowered her head, helpless.Around her neck hung a humiliating silver collar. She wore a revealing black dress, thin and tight, the hem barely reaching mid-thigh. It clung to every curve of her body, radiating a dangerously seductive allure.The other women brought in to “entertain” tonight were dressed the same way, barefoot on the cold marble floor—stripped of eve