MTL - Accidentally born in the ’60s - Chapter 5

In the age of the Great Liang Dynasty, the lives of the people were made convenient with steam-powered machines that run on a fuel named Violetstream Gold. Chang Geng, who lived in a small countryside village, shared a distant relationship with his mother while his stepfather was away most of the year round, and the only people he was close to were two little kids, the village teacher, and his yi fu – adoptive father. But his life was flipped upside down one day following the barbaric Man tribes’ invasion, and it turned out that his entire identity had been an illusion – not only was Chang Geng himself not the country boy he thought he was, but also his mother, his teacher, and even his beloved yi fu…

A prominent tech mogul from another world, Ye Zhuo, was reborn as the fake daughter of a wealthy family. In the past, the fake dog in the manger was loathed by everyone in her social circle and was notorious for her foul reputation. She was not only an illiterate deadbeat but also an illegitimate daughter who was mocked. “She is not even worthy of being the real daughter’s little finger!” “Illegitimate daughter! Shameless!” In response to that, Ye Zhuo simply chuckled. ‘Heh-heh… fake daughter? Illegitimate child?’ Despite being dealt a bad hand of cards, she could still shake up the world and stir up a storm!

She went from being the fake daughter of a wealthy family to the CEO of a renowned tech company and went from being a deadbeat to a talented girl that everyone envied – from having nothing to being at the top of the world!

Let’s feast our eyes upon how she put on the act of a lifetime!

He was not a human since no human is aware of himself even before his birth.

He has no blood and no heart, but emotions?

He does have feelings, but can he express them?

Why was he called a Devil’s Spawn at his birth?

Why did they cut away his arms and a leg?

Why did no one ever visit him for years?

And why does this emptiness... feels so... just so familiar?

Why does the Void feel so... full?

Who is he? Or rather... What is he?

The day of marriage. Lifting the sedan chair to the door, he lightly lifted the sedan curtain, but he saw no newcomer, only a piece of paper pressed under a stone.

Looking at her flamboyant font, his thousand-year-old pupils faintly spurted out a few flames. good very good. On his perfect and impeccable face, there was a faint smile, not angry but smiling.

However, no one saw the hidden chill in that smile. That woman dared to run away from marriage, he would let her know the consequences of doing so.

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