Building The Ultimate Fantasy - Chapter 31

[Space + Female Lead Miracle Doctor + Strong Female Lead + Exciting Story + Abusing Scumbags + Getting Rich + Entire Family Exiled and Escaping Famine, Female Lead is Capable, Space Provides Assistance]

A special military doctor traveled back in time to ancient times. Right after arriving, she married the great hero of history, Mo Jiuye, in a wedding ceremony.

According to historical records, the Mo family was filled with loyal heroes, yet they were feared by the Emperor for their great achievements, and the day after the wedding, the entire Mo family was exiled.

Knowing this history, He Zhiran decisively used her space abilities to move all the Mo family’s belongings away before the imperial troops arrived to confiscate them.

Before being exiled, she also saved the lives of the entire Mo family.

Worried they might starve to death on the exile journey? That’s impossible, He Zhiran not only had enough supplies in her space, she also possessed countless money-making skills.

Along the way, her eight sisters-in-law regarded her as an idol and followed her every instruction.

Her mother-in-law and aunt secretly supported her – if anyone dared say anything bad about He Zhiran, they would tear that person’s mouth apart.

Finally settling down, their days became better and better.

Mo Jiuye said: “Wife, we’ve been married so long but still haven’t consummated our marriage!”

He Zhiran replied: “If you want to consummate, you’ll have to prove yourself first.”

Mo Jiuye swore: “I vow to the heavens, you’re the only woman in my heart in this lifetime, no, in the next lifetime and the one after too!”

He Zhiran said: “You have to keep your word…”

【Brain battles + leveling up + girls chasing + mild suspenseful reasoning. 】

“I can read minds and I understand psychology.

I can identify everything and even predict my own death.

However, if no girl confesses to me every 30 days, I will die.

The good news is, I've successfully picked up many girls.

The bad news is, the girls who can't have me are starting to go to extremes.

If anyone sees this message, please call an ambu——#$%^&*(……”

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In the Heart’s Kingdom, a kingdom where vampires reign and humans were nothing but livestock, Lilou, a peasant, found herself being preyed upon by the worst maniacal vampire of his kind. However, as terrifying as what he addressed her as his ‘reserved meal’, this vampire also called her his bride!

Except:

My eyes brood with fear, gazing at the still-beating heart in his hand. “My Lord, pardon me but… is this the bloody proof you promised to show me?” I asked, my voice shook as I gulped down whilst struggling my trembling knees from giving away.

“Mhm… do you now believe I’m good at capturing hearts?” The silver-haired man, bearing those menacing pair of deep crimson eyes stared proudly at me after a nod. I gasped when he clenched his hand and squeezed the fresh heart to smithereen.

“Yes, milord. You’re good at it, literally.” I’m mortified, watching the pieces of the heart fall as he approached. His every step made me take a step back until my back reached a solid pillar.

“Huh,” Samael chuckled briefly, stopping in front of me. His long, pointy nails that were covered with blood traced my elbow down to my hand. Gently, he clipped my forefinger in between his, guiding it before his lips. “Did I pass your test, though?” He asked, the sharp tip of his nail played over the tip of my finger.

I stared at his penetrating gaze as I reluctantly answered, “Barely.”

He smirked, nodding in satisfaction before he pressed his nail on the tip of my forefinger that was quick to produce a drop of blood. “Such sweet aroma.” He whispered, placing my bleeding finger in his mouth and licked it with passion.

His menacing gaze never left mine as he consumed a bit of my blood. “Does that mean you’re accepting my invitation?” Keeping my finger in between his fangs, Samael inquired.

I bit my lower lip unconsciously, my heart within my chest drummed as my back broke into sweats. “But… I’m just…” I paused, hoping my answer would put an end to this. “… I’m just a human.”

Samael clicked his tongue, displeased at my response as he let my finger go. “No,” He whispered.

My entire body stiffened when he bent over, caressing my shoulder up to my neck by the apex of his nose, as his hot breaths prickled my skin.

“You're not just a mere human... you are my human.” He stressed before I sensed his lips part and the tip of his fangs against my skin.

Weary reader, it is an honor for you to choose this book in this heavy, dark library room.

Somewhat sadly, the book is sick.

Your fingers should be able to feel the raised growths on the surface of the book cover,

The words written in the old days are like parasites rooted in the pages of the book, hoping that someone can observe their wriggling,

To feel, to analyze, to touch the story of the disease.

If you insist on borrowing this book, be sure to check your physical condition regularly.

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