MTL - Salted Fish Doesn’t Want to Inherit Hundred of Billion Property - Chapter 162 trapped beast

After switching bodies, Jiang Nan Shu becomes the villainous true daughter in a melodramatic tale and is bound to an all-encompassing revulsion system. If everyone's level of disgust for her reaches 100, she can return to her original world with a prize of ten billion. Being reckless is just one of her many skills. Starting with a disgust level of 89, Jiang Nan Shu sets a modest goal for herself: to live a life collecting easy money within six months. Unbeknownst to her, everyone can hear her inner thoughts!When facing the domineering CEO eldest brother, she says outwardly, “I think this project is excellent and will make a fortune.” Inwardly she thinks, “I hope you don’t go bankrupt! Once you're out, I'll steal your company's secrets.”When dealing with the indifferent medical second brother: outwardly, “The food at your colleagues' gathering looks so appetizing.” Inwardly she thinks, “I'll switch tables when the second brother picks food, to avoid catching any diseases from him.”When facing the sickly research third brother, she says outwardly, “Third brother, you're amazing to conduct such tough experiments, keep going.” Inwardly she thinks, “I’ll gracefully exit before your experiment explodes.”When interacting with the pop star fourth brother: outwardly,“These songs suit you so well, sing them all, and fame is just around the corner.” Inwardly, “Just wait for the news to break about your tax evasion.”When advising the love-struck fifth brother: outwardly, ”She's taking an hour out of her busy schedule to be with you because she loves you.“ Inwardly, ”You’ve been turned into a grassland of green; your goddess has a different companion morning, noon, and night. Bet you didn't see that coming!“As the male protagonist looks at her with increasingly deep eyes, saying, “Let's be together,” Jiang Nan Shu weeps, saying, “Don't let your sister misunderstand, I'm not worthy!” Internally, “Money's hard to earn, crap's hard to swallow, the life of a supporting character matters too!”However... why does she end up as the darling of the whole group in the end?

Monsters lurk in the night, but what if something else hunted them? An incident in his childhood left Velik an outcast with a racial subtype that thrives at night and unique class called [The Black Fang], which focuses on just one thing: killing monsters. He’s good at finding them, and he’s good at slaying them. For ten years, he’s been gaining levels and sharpening his skills on the thousands of monsters infesting the wild lands of the frontier. For ten years, he’s kept a lonely stretch of towns safe. Despite his efforts, this year has seen an explosion in the monster population, so much that he’s no longer capable of protecting everyone by himself. This draws the interest of another monster hunter, one that’s professionally licensed, but he seems more interested in investigating Velik than anything else. At least with him there, Velik is free to finally explore the mysteries of the deep wood, where he believes the source of all monsters resides. Every answer he finds leads to new questions, and not even Velik himself knows the truth of what happened on that fateful day. One thing’s for sure: not even the monsters are safe in the dark.

An entomologist’s soul transmigrates into a cultivation world, inhabiting the body of a small, obscure cultivator who specializes in insect manipulation. Reborn, he desires only to avoid conflict and quietly develop in a mortal village.Inspired by the “Sun-Moon Heart Sutra,” he creates his own “Ten Absolute Scripture.” Inspired by the “Nine Deaths Divine Art,” he devises the “Purgatory True Demon Technique.” Moved by the “Eternal Life Sutra.” he extrapolates it into a hundred layers.With boundless creativity, extraordinary insight, and unlimited time, he pioneers new techniques, pill formulas, artifact designs, array formations, gu recipes, poison concoctions, and brewing methods—all entirely of his own invention.While others cultivate paths of slaughter, he alone forges and cultivates the path of self creation.