MTL - Meeting A Demonic Cultivator, Even God Cries - Chapter 11 Can't speak, you can shut up

On the desolate barren planet of Rennes, an Asian teenager named Lin Yuan receives an admission notice for the Empire’s best military academy San Romia. So begins his life changing military school career.

Legend says that Star World’s million Star Names are passed on in the form of young maidens as famous existences in the Three Thousand Worlds.Henceforth, Chen Mo heroically says as he brandishes his massive weapon at the heavens and shouts towards the beautiful but aloof Chen Qingzhi, towards the tyrannical Caesar, the tsundere Xiang Yu, the yandere hi*ler, the extraordinary Chen Tuan, and other girls.“My big stick’s hunger already can endure no longer…”

Notice: This story contains R18+ themes, including violence, sensual and sexual content, blood-related addiction, and dark psychological elements. Reader discretion advised.I died in a library, crushed under centuries of forgotten knowledge. Fitting.Now I’ve woken up in a coffin, starving, undead, and very much not human.They call me a Fledgling—a bottom-feeder vampire barely above a ghoul. I’m weak, hunted, and tethered to a world straight out of a cursed tabletop campaign. It’s a classic fantasy realm—elves, knights, guilds, and dungeons—but twisted by a dark, rotting magic. The moon shines red, the gods are silent, and every town smells like fear.To make matters worse, I’ve been bound to a LitRPG system called the Blood Codex.Level up by draining blood.Unlock skills by embracing your monstrous nature.Resist Corruption... or don’t.There's no prophecy. No chosen one nonsense. No noble title. Just fangs, rot, and whatever I can steal, trick, or kill to survive.But the deeper I sink into this world’s underbelly, the more I realize something is watching me through the system. The rules are breaking. Dungeon bosses are going mad. Entire towns are disappearing.And I think I’m supposed to fix it… or maybe finish the job.

[Fog Apocalypse] [Farming Survival] [Cthulhu Style]When Colin woke up, a gray mist had descended. The only sanctuary was the wooden cabin, where he woke up. To survive, he needed to light candles, push open the door, and look for supplies.[Mutants] [Suffering People] [Sea Monsters] [Fallen Sky] [Ancient Rulers]…Everyone was doing everything they could to gather resources, chop wood, mine, and build to defend against endless, terrifying invasions.In the midst of this never-ending terror and despair, Colin discovered he could receive “hints.”