MTL - Great Voyage: The Cartoonist of the Straw Hats - Chapter 189

Three hundred years since the founding of the Great Jin Dynasty, the fortune of the country has been prosperous. In the imperial court, there are great Confucianists who make their promises.

Zuo Daoqi traveled to this world and became a little eunuch who was about to be thrown into the cold palace.

The court was treacherous, and the rivers and rivers were vicious. He just wanted to live on honestly.

But accidentally opened the script of life, can see through other people’s future scripts, and can get rewards after completing tasks.

The first thing that caught my eye was a little loli who was about to become an empress…

From then on, Zuo Daoqi planned to stay in the cold palace, study the game script well, and train the future empress by the way.

In my spare time, I’ll talk to the queen mother, imperial concubine, princess and so on.

His original purpose was to protect himself, so that he could leave the palace as soon as possible and become a rich man.

…

Until one day, a little eunuch came to Zuo Daoqi’s side,

“Nine thousand years old, the empress dowager said it’s time to serve her tonight.”

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Ethan Walker a normal boy was just playing his game favorite game [Legacy Of Heroes]. But who would've thought fate had a different plan for him.“Why him of all people!?”Transmigrated into the world of the game he takes on the role of Noah Von Blitzfeld, the younger son of the Blitzfeld Duchy, who was fated to die while saving his fiancee in a disaster unfolding in the academy.

I was forced to live in captivity for the rest of my life because I happened to be aware of the fact that I was a saint. I was truly a ‘real’ saint, but that didn’t matter, because there was already a designated saint in the temple.

When I died from all the abuse I endured, I was sent back to a time before all those previous events in my life had happened. After 15 regressions, I was exhausted. I prayed, “I don’t want anything to do with this, so please just let me die,”

And at that moment when I could finally be able to die, someone said, “How about being my daughter?”

…. That monstrous duke had adopted me.

When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadow began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallowing saliva. Hunger is the best spur.