MTL - Humans Are Falling Apart, Just In the Moon, Science God - Chapter 188

After an unfortunate death caused by a psychotic stalker who used her death in a weird ritual sacrifice, Lilliana's soul is picked up by a unknown entity. Granted an ambiguous boon from said entity Lilly is given the opportunity to chose where and how she will be reborn.Follow Lilliana as she explores a new world of magic and monsters and comes to turn with her new life in a unknown world.Expect a mostly happy-go-lucky slice of life whilst Lilliana goes on a globe trotting adventure. With some hopefully decent world building throughout. There will be some darker moments sprinkled every now and then with some sexier moments every 10 or so chapters to help counter that.Schedule for release is 1 chapter a day being released at 4pm GMT. might release an extra chapter or two over the weekend but shall see how it goes.

Here, only those with spiritual roots can cultivate while those with mortal roots are destined to stay mortal.

Mo Wuji only has mortal roots, but will he only remain as a mortal?

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A young man sat on a chair and looked out at the ocean. With one wisp of Spirit Qi, he could point anywhere on this vast and expansive world, pointing at any place that didn’t look right.

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.