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The Son of Fate Begged for Mercy: I Only Made It Worse

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[Urban Fantasy + Villain System + Cold MC + All Kinds of Ladies] Abandoned on a dark night. His girl was in another man‘s bed—The Son of Fate. Any other person would just rage… or leave. Why Jiang Fan decided to kill him. --- One call. “Hi, police? I want to report an illegal prostitute.” Minutes later—sirens, reporters, cameras. And then the last blow. Then we saw an emergency case—a pregnant woman crying rush in. “You merciless animal! I‘m pregnant with your child and you‘re unfaithful?!” Fake identity. Fake marriage. Perfect evidence. No escape. The Son of Fate lay stunned while all the world cursed him. --- Ding. Villain System Activated. [Crush the Protagonist. Rewrite Destiny. Claim Everything.] --- From that moment—Jiang Fan moved without hesitation. Steal every opportunity Cut off every ally Turn the entire city against him Take everything… including the women around him No pauses. No mercy. Every step pushed the Son of Fate deeper into despair. --- “You’ve gone too far…!” the protagonist roared. Jiang Fan smiled coldly. “I’m just getting started.”
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When dungeon gates opened across the world, it became a gold rush. Hunters chased glory. Guilds chased power. Corporations chased profit. Phong Tran awakened as a Level 1 Farmer. No skills. No passives. A broken EXP bar that never moved. So he sold energy drinks instead. Leg warmers. Electrolytes. Power banks. If everyone else was digging for gold, he’d sell the shovels. Then Josh came. University golden boy. Gym-built. Son of a man who could erase problems with a phone call. “Protection fee.” Phong refused. He woke up in a hospital bed, beaten within an inch of death. His aunt and uncle were gone. No bodies. No investigation. No media coverage. Just silence. Then, as if the universe had a sense of humor, his system finally gave him a quest: Plant and harvest 10 potatoes in the dungeon. That’s it. No penalties. No forced missions. No ticking clock. No promise of justice. Just a choice. Phong takes it. The potatoes mutate. Then other plants followed. Chilies spit burning rounds. Sweet potatoes bulk up into blunt-force bruisers. Garlic turns chemical-warfare illegal. Enoki mushrooms rattle like dungeon-grade machine guns. His crops become his frontline. Phong doesn’t want to conquer the dungeon. He wants to build something inside it. A farm. A hearth. A settlement for people tired of being disposable. He won’t let revenge be the only thing he grows. Revenge lit the spark. But it won’t be the only thing he grows. And if the most powerful man in the city comes looking to finish what his son started... He’ll learn something the dungeon already knows. This farm fights back.
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