MTL - The Ancestor of Body Repair - Chapter 150 Foundation Establishment Disciple

Under a crimson moon,Brian discovered that just like some rare extreme psychopaths, he also acquired a miraculous ability: to fulfill the lingering attachment of the remains and receive gifts from the corpses.While he felt joy, there was also a bit of confusion.Being of good conduct and benevolent to others, why did he also receive the crimson moon's gift?This was the greatest insult to his noble character!!!

WARNING! MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY!!***Casey is a top event planner, planning events for the most elites in the city. She's now tasked with the career-defining job of planning her best friend, Kira's, wedding. However, her life turned upside down when she found out she was falling in love with Jace, her Kira's fiance!Jace is the CEO of Chillz streaming platform, one of the biggest in the country. He's also one of the most dashing bachelors, always on the news and always being hounded by paparazzi. In a desperate move too expand his company, he opted to get married to KIra. But it all changed when he met her best friend, and suddenly, even the future of his company couldn't stop him from wanting to be with her.As passion burns hot and the embers of love is fanned, Jace and Casey try to fight their growing attraction to each other to respect Kira. But with such intense feelings, there is only so much they can do. Will they be able to stay away from each other regardless of the mounting temptations? Or will they throw caution to the winds, finding happiness in each other's arms even while everything they've built and worked hard for goes up in flames?

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.

Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.

“What? What are you talking about?”

This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.

The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.

“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”

“Nano Mashin?”

The boy’s face hardened.

Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.

The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.

“Um, are you really Mashin?”

The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.