MTL - He Has To Be Human, Right? ! - Chapter 44 Eye-catching, catfish lead the way, then shall I go?

The once greatest Saint underneath the heavens has been reborn after one hundred years. He cultivates with mighty skills, and he fights to once again reach the top of the world!

Mu Haohao, the younger sister of the president of the Mu family, has a good appearance, a good family background, everything is good, but her life is a little shorter, at the age of 20.

Life is short so far, and relatives deeply regret at the funeral. Such a good girl has never even talked about love… Before the words fall, one, two, three, four, five men came… Each claimed to be a widow.

The deeds of the Sea King during his lifetime were exposed, and the scene of the rollover after his death was comparable to hell. The male protagonists have green lights on their heads, so angry that they are all reborn.

Blocked the shivering little girl in the corner and asked, “Speak, who to choose?!” – I thought it was a close competition, but only later did I realize that we… surrendered willingly.

[The heroine is not a sea king, but has hidden feelings] [1V1, Shuangjie] [Sweet pet, relaxed]

- Description from novelbuddy

In his previous life Bai Lang was a small star. He rejected his boss and stupidly engaged in a relationship which he thought was true love.

He didn’t expect that he would get betrayed, die of a heart attack and trouble his boss to accompany him on his last journey.

After his rebirth, he decided to give up on true love. As for his boss… since he wants something then just let him have it ba.

So this little star after his rebirth collected his boss, and then it became a true love story with his boss.

In between there are good friends/love rivals/scum men in the mix. A sweet story with a happy ending.

- Description from Novelupdates

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.