MTL - Super Devouring System - Chapter 5093 Crouching

Inexplicably, there was an app on Jiang Yu’s phone that couldn’t be uninstalled. After a suggestive opening animation loaded, a sentence appeared on the screen: … What is your wish that you most want to realize?
Jiang Yu, who doesn’t believe in ghosts and gods, couldn’t hold back after all, and made a wish for her parents to be resurrected.
Then the screen restarted, and a new line of words was displayed in the center of the phone——
[Welcome to the world where power is paramount. 】
Waking up again, Jiang Yu was in a strange bus, next to a player in the same situation as her, and the announcement sounded in the car: “There is an experienced person among you, please find out his existence.”
This is the beginning of the infinite world full of horror.

In a dungeon, Jiang Yu met Shi Jun, who was the number one ranked S-100% under the alias of “Zhong Yu” disguised as a rookie.
At this time, Shi Jun pretended to be a soft and weak little white flower, while observing Jiang Yu closely.
Her eyes on Jiang Yu were full of interest. Seeing Jiang Yu’s calm, rational, and heart-warming performance, Shi Jun couldn’t help but smile slightly.
No one can live without shame in this infinite world, but this person in front of him is an exception.
While pretending to be afraid, Shi Jun took the other’s hand, while lowering her eyes to hide the smile in her eyes.
Such beautiful roses made her want to pick them, plant them in her own garden, and taste them to her heart’s content.

The infinite world is full of dangers, and even if Jiang Yu has a calm judgment, she still struggles.
But she knew that she could not retreat, otherwise not only would she not be able to realize her wish, she would even die without a place to bury her.
At this moment, a woman with a strong fragrance of flowers found her, and pointedly tapped Jiang Yu’s lips: “Surviving, escaping, and fulfilling wishes are all difficult things for newcomers. If you are not careful, you will be smashed to pieces. But-”
“I can protect you, but I only protect one kind of person, Little Rose, do you know what kind of person it is?”

At first, Shi Jun just wanted to pick this rose.
Later, Shi Jun wanted to keep her for a long time and let her bloom in his palm.

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My name is Chen Huaian, and I’m dying of cancer.In my final days, I became obsessed with a game where you raise a virtual girlfriend.I spent all my savings buying her cultivation manuals and magical artifacts. Though my wallet was empty, I smiled like never before.I always thought it was just a game—until one day, my virtual girlfriend sent me a mystical pill.The next second, the pill materialized in my hand.I… might not have to die after all?——————————————————My name is Li Qingran. I was stripped of my cultivation, had my spiritual roots torn out, and was exiled from my sect, left to die in a broken-down hut.Just as I thought my life was over, I encountered a mysterious benefactor who never showed their face.This enigmatic figure healed my wounds, guided my cultivation, and helped me grow stronger until I became the most powerful sword cultivator in the Cangyun Realm.But the Cangyun Realm is on the brink of collapse. Spiritual energy is drying up, and the path to immortality is fading. Rumors spread that a mighty immortal from the Celestial Realm plans to merge our world with another on the verge of a spiritual resurgence.A great era of chaos is coming.And even immortals may fall.Desperate to find my benefactor, I scour the world for their traces.I will protect them—and become their eternal partner in the Dao!

What is luck? Walk to pick up money? Buying a lottery ticket will win the jackpot?

Qin Yun picked up a copper coin and activated the wealth luck system.

“The balance has reached 10,000, and you can open a first-level fortune-gathering array every month. To open a second-level wealth-gathering array, you need a balance of 1 million…”

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[COMPLETE] Can a royal Romeo and Juliet find their happy ending?

Ayleth, Princess of Zenithra, is secretly trained in hand-to-hand combat, and collects swear words she doesn't know how to use. During the Festival of Peace, in which every royal son on the continent will be at the castle for a month, she is instructed by her parents to find a husband. Yet, Ayleth has never even been kissed—until the very first ball, when she meets the man in the Lion mask.

Etan is a seasoned warrior, and the Prince of Summitras. He attends the Festival hoping to find a powerful wife who will help him conquer the dark sorcery of their bloodsworn enemies, the Kingdom of Zenithra. But at the very first ball, he discovers the masked woman who captures his heart is the Heir to the evil empire.

Ayleth and Etan face an impossible battle. Will their love survive? Or will their parents' dark dealings keep them apart forever?

[Mature content. No sexual violence.]

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“You…” She stepped back. Then back again, her mouth dropped open. “You… You cannot be…”

“I am,” Etan said, and his hair raked back as he pushed his mask off his handsome face. So handsome her heart raced.

His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity.

“No, Ayleth. This changes nothing.”

“How can you say that? It changes everything!” She was horrified to realize she was crying.

“Ayleth, please.” His voice cracked on the plea and she stared at him, shoving her mask up and off, despite how it would pull her hair out of the beautiful twist the maid had managed for her.

His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe.

She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy.

She stared at him as he stepped forward again, offering both hands, palm up. “Touch me,” he whispered. “Hold my hands. This is real, Ayleth. I don’t know how it happened, but this is real. Please don’t deny it.”

She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again.

“Please, Ayleth.”

“I cannot deny it,” she whispered.