Cotton Jacket Guard

Brave, sly, kind, slippery, generous, greedy, elegant, ferocious, happy, abnormal, honest, hypocritical...
In this apocalyptic world, only by winning on the Alien Star battlefield can one obtain resources to ensure the continuity of civilization.
Every warrior that enters the Alien Star battlefield receives a randomly assigned keyword that belongs to them.
If one's actions align with their keyword, their attributes will rapidly grow, granting abilities akin to Superman. On the contrary, if they fail to comply, they will swiftly weaken;
This is a world where performance skills are paramount;
Performance skills equate to sustenance, performance skills are glory, performance skills provide privileges, performance skills are life...
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Already concluded with thousands of orders are the works "Dream Fufiller of Ten Thousand Realms", and "Ten Thousand Methods to Remove Players." There is a guarantee of completion, so please feel free to dive in.

Apocalypse: I Have One More Keyword Than Others

Jannie clicked her tongue in regret: "Such a stingy man!"


As she spoke, she stretched out her hand towards her personal panel: "Duge, I think I've awakened a new skill."


"Match Made in Heaven: You can designate two targets who are related to one another, making them fall in love, no matter how many setbacks they encounter, they will definitely end up loving each other." Jannie read out her new skill.


Duge quickly said, "Don't use it on me."


"It's too late." Jannie blinked and laughed, "The instant I saw the skill, I already used it on the two of us."


"Duge, I saved your life, and we've already cultivated together. You can't possibly expect me to fall in love with someone else, can you? Or are you planning to be a scumbag who doesn't own up after pulling on his pants..."


608 days of perfect harmony_2