MTL - Daily Life of a Wealthy Woof - Chapter 120 [Black is black, whoever is afraid] The baby is bullied

He rose from hardship, but was felled by betrayal. From then on, one man, one gun; treads the path between Evernight and Daybreak to became a legend. No matter what was destined to be his fate, he intends to become the ruler who dictates.

A single distrustful phone call to the authorities led Ling Ke, who had crossed over to the eve of the Third Honkai Eruption, to endure years of torment as a lab rat.By now, the Crimson Herrscher had already “transcended,” Kiana was with Anti-Entropy, Mei was with World Serpent, and Bronya had long since reunited with Seele...As for Ling Ke, he had become the Herrscher of Dominance, commanding a thousand puppets.“From this moment on, I will exact my revenge upon this world!”The once ordinary Chinese man who had crossed over into this world, now completely consumed by darkness, revealed a terrifying, twisted grin.A forewarning—this is not a happy story.

Ambrose Lu possesses the Eternal Longevity Body, granting him immortality and eternal life.Throughout countless years, he has traveled through myriad worlds, gained infinite experiences, and held various roles.He has been a leisurely Immortal Emperor, a tavern keeper selling wine, the mysterious leader of a sect known as the Carefree Sect, and a divine healer saving lives in his medical clinic.Additionally, he wields blade as the Green-Clad Sword Immortal, using his sword aura to sweep across the world!

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital’s royal square, took in someone else’s cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era’s brilliance... “Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?” Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.