MTL - Transmigrating into a 90’s Cat, I Want to Work for My Home Country - Chapter 63 The sixty-third cat (2)

It never occurred to Manman that she would be looted away on her wedding day and to be imprisoned. The man named Zhong Shaoting takes away her virginity and treats her like a low creature. Yet she has no idea why he hates her so much. She wants to escape, but can she?

Bird and Magic represent an era when professional basketball became popular in the country of basketball, they made basketball so beautiful for the Flying Man, OK Dominance, James, Durant, Curry and more Foundation. Let all of them become billionaires with their own business empires and high social status. But if you go back 40 years, this is simply unimaginable.

The league is not popular, and the first man today is a crazy racist;

Bob Cousy’s perfect heir suffers from teammates’ jealousy and alcohol;

Has the most elegant pick basket in history, but also has the most incomprehensible personality in history;

There is a chance to be Michael Jordan, but his chaotic private life keeps him out of all possibilities;

The great white hope fell after the knee exploded;

Hongdo and Dr.J are unique idols, but one of them won too much and talked too little, and the other won too little and talked too much.

The slump of the 1970s continued. Violent conflicts, drug abuse, too many black people, excessive player salaries, and countless problems pushed this future worth tens of billions of dollars into a precarious situation.

Crisis is like a synonym for opportunity. The more sinister the situation, the more outstanding people will rise.

Let’s see how that guy from the future becomes the most special member in this era of shining stars.

He knew very well that when he won everything, everything was over.

The rest, only noise.

PS: If you are a fan of opening your mouth to save the NBA, this book may surprise you

- Description from novelbuddy

“Your frog cub will bring you back the travel specialty [Wu Dun·Xueji Boundary]!”

“Your frog cub brought you a souvenir [Eternal Kaleidoscope Shaker Eye]!”

“Your frog cub brought you back the souvenir [Bamen Dunjia]!”

Traveling to the world of pirates, what Bai Ye didn’t expect was that a small game called “Traveling Frog” that he had played turned out to be his golden finger.

Also, the entire game has completely changed!

The place where the little frog travels has turned into various dimensional worlds!

And the original ordinary specialty has become a special product of each world!

Relying on the special products brought back by the little frog, Bai Ye can continue to become stronger even if he salts the fish every day.

Not only that, the friends the little frog has made in these worlds will come to visit from time to time.

“Ding dong! Frog cub’s little friend Hinata Hinata is visiting, let’s treat her with specialties~”

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Elia is a poor university student until the night she’s taken to the world of the Anima—ruled by humans whose ancient hearts pulse with the blood of animals. There she’s forced into a battle to the death. But when Elia survives, and refuses to kill her final opponent, the King must either kill Elia himself, or take her as his mate.

Reth, the brutal King of the Beasts with the blood of lions, shocks everyone when he chooses the weak, human Elia to become his Queen. He promises her every comfort of his wealth and position—but he is clear: She will not warm his bed. He chose her to defeat those that were trying to corner him into blending his Leonine line with the Wolves.

Elia needs the help of the Anima to become stronger and rule them well. But the vengeful Wolves see only a weak human that brought them shame. As Elia and Reth grow closer, the wolves are determined to destroy her. Will Reth and Elia admit their feelings for each in time to fight for the Kingdom—and their lives—against the villainous wolf-tribe? Or will the wolves kill Elia and steal the throne?

[Mature content - no sexual violence]

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He stalked towards her, chin low so the shadow cast by his hard jaw cut across the thick fur collar of his vest. His hair had fallen over his eyes in the scuffle, so he peered at her through it like a lion in the grass. With each step, his graceful, rolling gait reminded her of a predator stalking its prey. Despite the forest floor littered in twigs and leaves, he didn’t make a sound.

“Wh-who are you?” Elia stammered, backing away, her hands up. He met her step for step until she came up hard against the tree behind her—and didn’t stop until he loomed over her, so broad his shoulders and chest made a wall in front of her. She could feel the heat rising off his skin in the cool, night air.

“I am the Leonine King.” His voice was a dark, husky gravel. Behind him a chorus of wheezes, howls, and chirps of agreement rose from the people watching. “And you are?”

“Elia,” she breathed.

“Elia,” he growled, leaning in closer, bringing with him the scent of pine and rain and the musk of something distinctly male. “I am Reth.” He said the name with a strange, guttural roll in his throat. “I am King of Beasts. I am Clan Leader, and I am Alpha of WildWood.” Several snarls rose from the crowds behind him then, but he ignored them.

Elia swallowed as he leaned in until the scruff on his jaw rasped her cheek. “I am the King,” he said, “And you will be my mate.”

The forest behind him erupted.