(All female group friends + Collapse Iron + Type Moon + multiple female protagonists + relaxed daily life) PS: Pure succubus male protagonist

After saving enough money to realize his childhood dream, Xia Tian finally opened an Internet cafe, but the era when Internet cafes were no longer popular was over.

With no customers and having to play games alone, he suddenly awakened the system.

Internet cafe system

As long as there is a guest coming to the Internet, he can not only obtain the ability of the Internet members, but also convert it into his own entry.

"Congratulations on joining the chat group. Please chat with everyone."

Kiana: Boss, I want to go online for three hours.

You have gained 1% of the Herrscher of the Void's power.

Walnut: Boss, I want to play Plants vs. Zombies for two hours.

You obtained Walnut's coffin lid.

Black Tower: What's so fun about this game? It's boring... If anyone wants to fight me, get out of here!

You obtained the Black Tower Power Hammer

Silver Wolf: Boss, I was wrong. I will never cheat again. Please forgive me.

Let me introduce myself again, my name is Xia Tian, ​​and no one can bully my Internet cafe customers. The Internet cafe supports all-night stays, but you have to pay extra.

While at Hogwarts, I awakened the Middle-earth Survival System, but something about the system was a bit off… [You received your Hogwarts acceptance letter—Main Quest: The Fellowship of the Ring!] [You didn't go to Gryffindor, but instead joined the Hufflepuffs, a bunch of gluttons—Reward: Hobbit Racial Talents (Stealth + Gluttony)!] [You refused Malfoy's handshake—Reward: Strength +1 (That's how you deal with fallen elves!)] [You wielded your wand powerfully—Reward: Two-handed Sword Strike (Magicians should have some Strength)!] The system actually thought I was in Middle-earth from Lord of the Rings?! …Years later. Voldemort led his army of Death Eaters to attack Hogwarts. Before the Dark Lord could even finish reciting Avada Kedavra, Rowe Baggins was already in front of him, wielding Narsir, and with a backhand…