MTL - Rebirth of Spoiled Crown Princess - Chapter 32 Beauty snake heart

Lucille was a top student when she suddenly passed away due to a car accident she was transmigrated to the novel that she was reading before her tragic ends, and what's worse she was transmigrated in the body of the Villainess Acantha Solaris who will also die without receiving any love from everyone.

What the hell is this? What the hell happened here?

How did my room become so ruined after a single night?

The floor and table were covered in dust, his new poster of Zhang Liang Ying that had just been posted on the wall a few days ago had already become yellow and tattered all over. Even Zhang Liang Ying’s beautiful face became monstrous, as if an old devil was looking at him with a terrifying smile.

The walls were covered by a mist of cobwebs and the fruits placed on top of the coffee table were withered and rotted to the point that the mold on them had turned black. The fruits below even seemed to have turned into mush. The aluminium framed window that the landlord had just installed not that long ago was now covered in a layer of white ash and the glass was filled with cracks and covered in dust.

The computer beside his bed was also covered by cobwebs and was accompanied by an empty water glass with a withered worm inside of it.

Dust filled the air making Wei Xiao Bei choke as he tried to breathe.

Everything seemed to be ash gray without any light, as if looking at television static.

After just one night, it seemed like everything in the room had aged for centuries or even millennia.

Mother… is this a dream?

This must be a dream!

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One day, Wei Xiao Bei gets dragged into The Dust World, a post-apocalyptic world ruled by monsters from myths, legends, games, etc. He also gains the power to travel between it and the real world, as well as the power called the ‘Status Panel’. With this power, he chooses to strengthen himself to explore the vast mysteries and terror of the other world. What mysteries await him? And what is The Dust World.

- Description from Novelupdates

[The male protagonist quickly wears a romantic text]
A tyrannical star travels through thousands of worlds to save the female supporting stars who have a miserable ending~
Bawangxing is the chief administrator of the Great Star Sea.
But one day, he found that the stars in his domain had become slack since he went down to earth to experience life.
The light dimmed.
Only later did I find out that it was because I was bruised on the way to experience life.
The ending was tragic and the blow was heavy.
In order to revive the prestige of the Great Star Sea, Bawang Xing decided to save his own stars in person!

Current thinking:
In the 1970s, the playful little bully x the little orphan girl
Youth campus wolf dog x arrogant Xiaojiaohua
The young marshal in the Republic of China x soft and cute female poet
The second generation ancestor of the entertainment industry x Xiaohuadan
Another world girl controls the poor boy x color-blind little sister
Apocalyptic Sick Charm Mobile Warehouse x Super-powerful, Charming Beauty
Substitute Bai Yueguang x bad boy
Demon Lord x Fairy Goddess Doctor
Fresh meat idol small milk dog x sexy and glamorous actress
The irritable and upright little prince x step by step for the daughter of a family
A poor boy in a mountain village middle school x a thorny rose who stepped into a wealthy family
Proud petite sweetheart x cool, handsome and tyrannical
Internet celebrity sister x e-sports brother

Content label: Romance of the Times Sweet Text
Search keyword: Protagonist: Huo Xingchao ┃ Supporting role: Little Xingxing ┃ Others: Daxingchenhai

- Description from novelbuddy

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”