MTL - Noble Wife Wants No Love - Chapter 39

Ernest Quelt, the alchemist renowned for his unparalleled mastery of alchemy, has perished.But his death wasn't a noble sacrifice in battle, nor the result of a failed expedition—it was a betrayal. The very comrades he trusted most turned on him, driven by envy of his growing power.Yet fate wasn’t entirely cruel. With his final breath, Ernest's gaze fell upon the tube that contained his greatest achievement: a perfect artificial being known as the Homunculus.More than just a vessel resembling a human, this creation harbored the power of a catastrophic beast—one that had once nearly brought the world to ruin.

# mastermind

Tang Wen was transmigrated to the Da Chu dynasty and became a deadbeat noble and the lord of an abandoned island.

Fortunately, he had the Landlord System and was able to return to the modern era. After making his first pot of gold, he returned to the dynasty to make even more money.

He built waterways, expanded farms to plant herbs, and raised tigers and red-crowned cranes.

“I have to build roads as well… I can keep coming back and forth between two different times to make money, but I need more people to work for me…”

“Come and work for me. I can provide food and shelter. I even have pills for you to get stronger and I can even help you find the love of your life. Become my slave.”

Just like that, millions of people started to work for Tang Wen.

“Sir, don’t you know? Almost 80% of Linghai County now belongs to Tang Wen.”

“My liege! Tang Wen has taken almost all of our land…”

As Tang Wen’s influence started to spread even further, he said, “I don’t know how big my land is. All I know is that I have a new title, the Landlord.”

Lynn traversed the multiverse and was reborn as a half-blood devil.Fortunately, he awakened a system that allowed him to...

After transmigrating into a SF (Science Fiction) novel and enduring cruel hardships, I ascended to the throne as the Emperor of the Galactic Empire.[Welcome to the Integrated Dimensional Community.]As the community’s Lone SF Transmigrator, I unleashed the poison of new cultures on the uncivilized primitives of the Otherworlds.-Let there be light. To judge the horde of evil, the Apostle of the Goddess sent down a Graviton Surge. Thus, in that place was light along with a massive explosion…-The Grand Duke of the North has shown great interest in your Heattech…-I, as a Namgung, am thankful for the grace akin to the vast sea provided by the Great Hero. By virtue of the Vibroblade bestowed by the Great Hero, the nefarious Demonic Cult has…It seems like these Otherworlders can’t get their sh*t together.