MTL - Medieval Empire Soldier - Chapter 159 ·The true face of the court physician

Alvaric Zorvok, an ordinary young man who desperately wanted to become an Awakened. But when that moment finally came, he was instead summoned to a strange world—a desolate land filled with all kinds of monsters.His life became a struggle, and he came close to death countless times.Slowly, he climbed his way up and became one of the most feared beings in that world.“Can I ever return to Earth?”Alvaric didn’t know when—or if—he could go back. All he could do was fight, explore, and search for a way home.

Always looked down upon by others, Ji Feng gains technology far more advanced than the present, as he discovers its abilities, he begins to walk a path far from ordinary. With X-ray vision allowing his to find jade stones in rocks. With this futuristic technology, Ji Feng accomplishes something no-one can compare to. This is the beginning of a legend.

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She was the most arrogant assassin in the world in the twenty-first century, yet in the end, she was unintentionally killed by her senior brother, resulting in her traveling to Bingzhou continent. The first step after she opened her eyes was to crawl out of the fecal drain and throw the woman who schemed her into the fecal drain. However, at this critical moment, she met a cold and arrogant beautiful man. Looking at his disdainful expression … She would always remember the words of this proud and aloof man. “Once my beloved wife has my child, I will seize Ming You Nation’s land for you and our son!”

[Longevity + Discipleship + No Female Lead + Lighthearted Humor with No Tragic Moments]When his master picks food, he spins the table there;When his master chants spells, he chats without a care;When his master takes rest, he sings a lively song;When his master lies late, he bangs the pot along;His master lives on long, but his life is rather short;His master lays him down on the hillside, as a sort;His master lifts a cup, but he won’t take a drink;His master shares a tale, but he won’t stop to think;His master holds a feast, but he leaves the table wide;His master calls his soul, but he’s nowhere to abide.Spring returns to the hills, with blooms so bright and fair,Yet master and disciple are parted, one in heaven, one elsewhere.