MTL - Supreme Throne of Doom - Chapter 967 Shoot again

He had four disobedient disciples, who now achieved success, won recognition and established their own sects.

The embarrassing thing is that it was him who drove those four out of his sect to make them independent.

But one day he had an incident and lost his cultivation. His life was hanging by a thread. Wandering around, he walked into his third disciple’s territory.

What should I do?

Mountains and seas can be tamed, days and nights can disappear.

Only you, the exceptional you, refuse to give up.

——

A man blessed with fortune, the best in his generation, had an accident and started anew; broken in body but firm in spirit, he now uses his wisdom to guide his evil disciples back to the right path.

Notes :
The title 参商 (Shēnshāng) has two meanings:
1) Constellations Shen (ch. “Three Stars mansion”, eu. Orion) and Shang (ch. “Heart mansion”, eu. Antares), which never appear at the same time.
2) Two friends/relatives who are separated/estranged and irreconcilable.

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The dead broke small streamer Zong Qi received a random message one day.

Zong Qi: ? tr*sh commercial, deleted

That night, he got pulled onto the set of a horror film and was informed that if he didn’t shoot it… He’ll die.

He was lucky that the actors were all working as hard as they could, and the director only needed to stand around and watch the show.

But because he had been given way too much, Zong Qi didn’t hesitate at all before making his own changes.

Under his false identity was an ‘evil mastermind’ that fought with the actors on everything.

The immoral things he’s done on set include but aren’t limited to–

Personally putting makeup on the ghost, teaching actors how to mess and change the script, switching ‘sides’ at crucial times…

People as arrogant as him usually don’t have good endings when their identities were revealed.

What Zong Qi didn’t expect was that instead of the actors joining up for revenge, an unlucky bastard’s whose plans had been spoilt by him countless times appeared instead.

The man took off his glasses, revealing a pair of closed eyes, his face beautiful and cold.

The brush dipped in paint hooked past the young man’s neck, full of danger.

“You dirtied my brush.”

He smirked, drawling, “As punishment, I’ll dirty you.”

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Huo Jiao became an orphan who was exiled to the desolate star in the interstellar age. In order to get rid of the predicament in life, she must hurry up to collect energy stones to exchange for the status of a free citizen.
A week later, Huo Jiao was attacked by a fierce beast, and when he was on the verge of death, a light screen appeared.
[Ancient Earth player-Ji Min (surgeon) will treat you with a bandage, do you accept it? 】
[Ancient Earth player-Ye Bingcheng (geologist) will guide you in the energy stone survey, do you accept it? 】
[Ancient Earth player-Qin Shu (active soldier) will guide you in fighting techniques, do you accept it? 】
Huo Jiao:?
//
One day, a mobile game app appeared on the mobile phones of many people in China. In the screen, a little girl with black hair and black eyes was rummaging for an unknown stone on a barren planet.
This mobile game cannot be interacted with or recharged. The default items in each person’s inventory are different, which is extremely weird.
After a while, gorgeous firework special effects and scrolling broadcasts exploded on the screen.
[Jiaobao’s injury has been effectively treated, in order to repay player Ji*’s help, Jiaobao will give player Ji* cell repair fluid x 1 in return]
[Jiaobao collected 10,000 energy stones in total, and in order to repay player Ye** for his help, Jiaobao gave player Ye** a geological detector × 1 in return]
[Jiaobao was admitted to the Military University, in order to repay player Qin* for his help, Jiaobao gave player Qin* a defensive mecha × 1]
National players: ? ! !
Other countries:! ! !
Soon, there was a wave of frenzy in the country to study their own work to the extreme, and later, this wave spread to the whole world.
In Xingyuan 3036, mecha combat has become the main force on the battlefield. In order to enhance the power of mechas, the profession of mecha enchanters has gradually emerged.
But a mecha can only be enchanted once, so people are accustomed to using the mecha-enchanting combination with a fit of ≥50% summed up by the predecessors.
On the barren star, Huo Jiao looked at the mecha in front of him in silence, only to see a line of small characters on the mecha that was about to be scrapped.
[Hey! My compatibility with “Phoenix Enchantment” is 100%! ]

【Reading Guide】
1. Unorthodox interstellar, scientific and unscientific elements are stewed in a mess, and the future background and system are completely empty
2. With CP, double first love

Content tags: Interstellar Shuangwen
Search keywords: Protagonist: Huo Jiao, Sheng Duo ┃ Supporting roles: players, partners ┃ Others:
One-sentence introduction: Earth Player: The gift given by the paper man has come true
Conception: Three hundred and sixty lines, every line will be the champion.

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war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”