MTL - Female Protagonist is a Blackened Villainess - Chapter 72 Conditions for the resurrection of the family

A new work from the author of 'My Senior Brother is Too Steady', welcome to enjoy it!-------[Science Fiction Apocalypse Setting + Alone Cultivation Protagonist, Not a Mindless Feel-Good Story]This is a shattered world where human civilization barely gasps for air on a planet ravaged by the Blade Beast catastrophe, the flame of civilization in underground fortresses flickers intermittently, and human elites in space are brewing a final plan to strike back at the Blade Beasts, but the future of humanity is dimly lit by fading stars…“So,”a Mahayana Realm expert, who after cultivating alone for one hundred and twenty-five years failed his tribulation and became a Residual Soul in this 'peculiar' world, sighed deeply as he looked up to the sky:“What the hell does this have to do with me?!”

Liam was thrust into the multiverse starting from MCU where he was given the ability to travel to various games where he could get some abilities, props or knowledge based on his completion rate of the story in the game world.Start the journey again as Liam gets to see his world change from what he had known from the movies.

In a world where talent is everything—what happens when someone dares to cheat the heavens?Xuan Wu awakened in the brutal Fire Haven World where the strong eat the weak, where practitioners cultivate techniques to live longer and grow stronger. But just as despair crept in...[Ding! Awakened the Supreme Cheat System][Anything you desire, reality will obey...]Cultivation? Piece of cake.Upper worlds? He can ascend and descend with a thought.Enemies? A single word is all that is needed for obliteration.As Xuan Wu overlooks the world in his grasp, he asks himself—should he dominate, conquer worlds, create planets?Or should he play along just like an ordinary disciple?

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.