MTL - Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself - Chapter 1808 establish trust

Holographic viewing technology allowed audience members to enter a movie and personally experience it for themselves. Naturally, romance movies were the most popular and well-received, while nobody was interested in horror movies.

Su Min was the first of the viewers to experience a horror movie.

Later–

Malicious Spirit: I dare not scare or frighten my sweetheart…

Su Min: Actually, horror movies aren’t scary at all.

Audience: No, no, no, you are playing in a love movie! (Loudly)

The audience suddenly discovered that the recent rerelease of the horror movie was much better than the original. Furthermore, to everyone’s surprise, the ghost was very sweet…

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The meteor pierced the sky and also pierced the peace of the world.

Transcendent power comes to the world, who is watching in the dark, and who is whispering in my ear.

When the roar shatters the sky, when the power steps down the abyss, when all life and death are dominated… They call me – God.

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Qinghe County master Gu Sheng died. She had a first class beauty, her name could move the world, but she still lost to the hands of a woman inferior to her. Gu Sheng was only able to understand that she was the antagonist of the heroine after her death, a cannon fodder.

In a pure white space, Gu Sheng was expressionless because of the transmigration.

System: “The heroine must change her fate, must fight against cannon fodder and the passerby to brush a sense of existence. As the master, you are their biggest stone in the way.”

Gu Sheng’s eyes flashed and made a peerless smile, “Then let me see who is the stumbling block that should be trampled and who is the final winner!”

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Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.