MTL - Medical Sovereign - Chapter 2527 Kill without mercy

After causing a tech disaster in the real world, genius shut-in Rin Katsuro is sentenced by the gods and banished to Ereborn—a realm ruled by chaos, where ancient scripts control magic and dungeons feed on trauma.He wakes up in the body of a legendary war criminal—the Demon King's General—and is mistaken for the adoptive father of a demon princess.Armed with unstable “Error Magic” that lets him rewrite reality like code, Rin doesn’t want to be a hero... but when angels declare war on the demon races, and his daughter calls him “Papa,” he might just rewrite fate itself.This is the story of a broken man with nothing left to live for—until an entire world starts calling him Dad, Demon, and Destiny.

Despite having found Mingxi, the Zhao family continued to favor the fake daughter, saying that Mingxi was not as kind nor as graceful as Zhao Yuan.

Mingxi didn’t mind. She continued to work hard to please her family although they would always say that she was trying to rob their attention away from Zhao Yuan.

Until she died because of a terminal illness.

It was then that she realized that Zhao Yuan was the actual lady blessed by luck while she was merely this novel’s evil supporting character with a tragic ending.

Zhao Mingxi who was given a second chance at life was bitterly disappointed. She no longer cared about her family. Screw her family and her fiancé. She immediately packed her bags and left home, off to complete the task given by the system named ‘Becoming Friends With Fashionable and Valuable Characters’.

After she left, the house suddenly became cold and quiet.

By right they should feel at ease, but–

Her parents, her indifferent elder brother, her brash younger brother, Chen Liyao who was used to her pursuits were all successively feeling… unused to it?

Tang Dynasty：Live with princess Changele, Li Er is going crazyAfter Xiao Ran woke up, he find that half of his bedroom had gone through time and space.Next to him is a girl with exquisite features and a beautiful appearance. The girl is actually Li Lizhi, Princess Changle of the Tang Dynasty.In the seventh year of Zhenguan era(a era of Tang Dynasty), thermal underwear, baby warmers, and hot water bottles have become the best-selling products in Chang’an City.This year’s Chang’an City was very cold…Xiao Ran made a lot of money!Relying on Blue Star’s various technologies, Xiao Ran successfully captured Princess Changle’s heart and prevented her from marrying Changsun Chong.The purification of fine salt, sugar, medicinal materials, and potatoes and sweet potatoes all entered Datang one by one.

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.