MTL - Everywhere in Jianghu is Wonderful - Chapter 139 Big Brother Appears!

In a world teeming with Titans, Colossals, Gigantic Monsters and Kaiju's, Erian who reincarnated makes his living collecting scraps of low-grade Defective Genetic Serum, realised he transmigrated along with his system.

Follow Erian as he grows to become the strongest Disaster Grade Titan with the help of his Titan System!

The perennial 996 social animal Chen Xing’s biggest dream in this life is to make enough money one day and be able to go home and relax for a lifetime

One day, he died suddenly in front of the computer after being overworked to work hard to earn money.

Fortunately, Chen Xing passed through

However, instead of being an adult, he was dressed as a variety of animals

① Dressed as a national treasure giant panda, holding the basin of milk handed to the paws by the human parents, Chen Xing, the social animal, burst into tears. By selling cuteness, he can eat and wait to die. It is all about the state’s pension. This is what he dreams of. day!

② Dressed as a single little milk cat, Chen Xing hugged the shit-shoveling official’s golden thighs with his cuteness, and became a big Internet celebrity Brothers, buy canned food and cat bars!

③This time, Chen Xingchuan has become an enemy in a previous life, a dog, or an Erha who can only tear down his home.

④Little sea otters who like to rub incense before going to bed

⑤I have a little squirrel with a big tail

⑥The walking emoji of the Tibetan fox

⑦The life of the village tyrant goose

⑧ Ferret

No cp, pure animals do not change people, do not directly substitute into reality

Content tags: system fast wear cool text cute pet

Search keywords: Protagonist: Chen Xing ┃ Supporting role: No cp pre-received “Being a Dad in the Animal World [QuickCross]”, “Non-Humans Must Contribute to Society [QuickChuang]” ┃ Others:

- Description from novelbuddy

My name is Yan, and since I was a child, I’ve been able to see some strange things.For example—In elementary school, our new neighbor Aunt Tan had a pair of all-around genius twins, who were like the “precious little geniuses” with halos above their heads. They could recite the English-Chinese dictionary backwards at three, master both Chinese and Western musical instruments by five, and hack into a country’s database by seven…Growing up next to such prodigies, my life was inhumane, tragic, and constantly subjected to comparisons.To escape the comparisons with these “other people’s children,” I specifically applied to a private boarding school for middle school.On my first day, my deskmate was a small, thin girl with bangs, wearing an old uniform, and her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s.Three months later, she woke up from a nap with a “rebirth” halo above her head.She moved effortlessly among the cold academic genius, the wolf-like school bully, the fierce boss, and the gentle childhood friend, leaving me, a lonely onlooker, utterly amazed.By university, I thought I had finally escaped this abnormal world.But as soon as I stepped into my dorm room, my footsteps froze.My roommates each had halos like “ancient times to modern,” “post-apocalyptic superhuman,” “will die if not spending money,” and “ghost king revival.”I clutched my little blanket and applied to the counselor for a room change, but to no avail.Over time, I gradually got used to it. “Handover systems,” “management systems,” “book transmigration,” “infinite worlds,” “three-and-a-half-year-olds,” “interstellar live streams,” “red envelope groups”…The types of halos kept increasing, and I was able to calmly ignore all of it, focusing on my own life.Every morning, I skillfully helped my “ancient to modern” roommate, who was being blacklisted online, dodge campus paparazzi and secure seats for class.At noon, I assisted my tycoon roommate in distributing today’s haul of luxury skincare and designer bags, tasting the city’s top private chef’s custom lunchbox, and exclaiming with emotion, “Darling, can I really accept these?”In the evening, I enjoyed the flowers and plants cultivated by my superhuman roommate on the balcony, tasting a mutated cherry tomato and commenting, “I feel refreshed and purified.”Late at night, when my ghost king roommate quietly climbed back through the window, I peeked out to ask, “You’re back a bit late today, didn’t bring anything back, did you?”My name is Yan, and I am not the protagonist of this world.

Ariadna Lereg Ilestri Pre Agrigent. And so my life begins with this ridiculously long name, born to royalty and the center of attention — all because of one dangerous man; the veritably insane tyrant king, ruthless conqueror of ten empires, nightmare of all continents… and my father?! Will I be able to survive this maniac?