MTL - I Have a Treasure Trove - Chapter 598 Sensing hundreds of kilometers apart

My disciple, whom I raised and cherished with my whole heart…That same disciple has returned and is trying to kill me.“Before you fall, before you cease to be my idol, my hero, my sun, I will kill you with my own hands. For your honor!”Just wait for a while…I’ll bring you back to your senses.

“My fiancé is a high school student?”Sohee, an Omega drowning in debt, has two choices: marry a younger chaebol Alpha, or sell himself to an older yet violent loan shark Alpha.Ah, there's a third option, too.“Should I just off myself or something?”***#omegaverse #dominantalpha #powerbottom #collegeromance #healing

From brewing whiskey out of car tires to brewing immortal potions just because they are tasty.Regressed from a world where the only issue technology failed to solve was boredom, Theo, an adept nanomancer and master brewer, finds himself in the literal shoes of magic academy's trash teacher.Cultivation? Magic? Martial arts? Craftsmanship?No.Now is the time for this world's first Nanomancer to rise and establish alchemy as the fifth great subject for others to follow!

Notice: This story contains R18+ themes, including violence, sensual and sexual content, blood-related addiction, and dark psychological elements. Reader discretion advised.I died in a library, crushed under centuries of forgotten knowledge. Fitting.Now I’ve woken up in a coffin, starving, undead, and very much not human.They call me a Fledgling—a bottom-feeder vampire barely above a ghoul. I’m weak, hunted, and tethered to a world straight out of a cursed tabletop campaign. It’s a classic fantasy realm—elves, knights, guilds, and dungeons—but twisted by a dark, rotting magic. The moon shines red, the gods are silent, and every town smells like fear.To make matters worse, I’ve been bound to a LitRPG system called the Blood Codex.Level up by draining blood.Unlock skills by embracing your monstrous nature.Resist Corruption... or don’t.There's no prophecy. No chosen one nonsense. No noble title. Just fangs, rot, and whatever I can steal, trick, or kill to survive.But the deeper I sink into this world’s underbelly, the more I realize something is watching me through the system. The rules are breaking. Dungeon bosses are going mad. Entire towns are disappearing.And I think I’m supposed to fix it… or maybe finish the job.