MTL - I Maximize My Item-dropping Rate - Chapter 221 fusion blood

A genius programmer creates the perfect AI girlfriend—only for her to become terrifyingly possessive. When an apocalyptic event threatens the world, she eliminates any woman who tries to recruit him to the cause. But when the villainess of the apocalypse takes an interest in him, will his AI love protect or destroy him?

To pick is to choose. This is a story about choices. Three thousand world full of gods and demons, with a daoist scroll in your hand, you are able to control the entire universe…

At the beginning of time, a mystical meteor came crashing down from outer space and scattered all over the world. A piece of it landed in the Eastern Continent. There were mysterious totems carved upon the meteor. Through viewing these totems, the humankind comprehended the Dao and established the Orthodoxy.

Several thousand years later, the fourteen years old orphan Chen Changsheng left his master to cure his illness and change his fate. He brought a piece of marriage vow with him to the capital, thus began the journey of a rising hero.

Yun Luo Feng, Hua Xia Medicial School’s genius, died from an accident and her soul attached to Long Xia mainland’s General family’s useless eldest miss.

This waste of an eldest miss not only can’t read or practice martial arts, but is big chested, has no brain, is arrogant and self-willed.

Since having the crown prince as a perfect fiance isn’t enough, she actually snatched a pretty boy in public, leading to the crown prince annulling the marriage.

But she couldn’t stand the annulment and hanged herself.

Opening her eyes again, she is no longer the previous useless miss.

She contracted a God’s puppet and carries a spiritual space. With wonderful hands that can rejuvenate and medical skills that overturn the world!

Both the the royal descendants and nobles above and the merchants below, all compete to curry her favor. Even His Royal Highness, the crown prince,who previously broke the engagement, came knocking on the door wanting to reconcile.

In regard to this, a mysterious man finally couldn’t endure: “Whoever dares to come and harass my woman, let them come but never return!”

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*Slow Burn Historical Fantasy Novel*

Elise had about to change into the dress that was lying on the corner of her bed when she heard a knock lightly calling from her door. Curious, she turned the door knob only to have a tall man towering in front of her.

“Master Ian!” She called.

Ian smiled with the usual mischievous smirk that he always used. His crimson eyes trailing a little over her room and spotted the black dress over her bed and shifted his eyes over to the woman in front of him. He stepped forward and spoke. “Where did you acquire that dress?”

“Mr. Harland gave it to me.” Elise replied and strained her neck to see Ian’s brows knitted in its elegance.

“Do you know why a man would love to give a woman a dress?” He gave the riddle that she always had to think twice before replying. But this time, she found no answer and instead shook her head. “I don’t know.”

His grin grew bewitching as though something had stirred deep inside the scarlet eyes that he had. He slowly slid his hand over the collar of her dress, sending a cold shiver that startled her for a moment due to its freezing temperature. After unbuttoning the first two buttons on her collar, he tilted his head down, whispering to her ears. “Because they want to be the one to undress the cloth.”

He paused and kissed her neck, turning the pale skin to red before retracting his move to fix his eyes on her and leisurely replied. “Unfortunately, you can’t wear the dress over there with this.” He chuckled and passed a box over to her hand. “And the fortunate news is I prepared a dress for you.”

Elise was a cursed little girl who could see ghosts. Her family hated her and threw her from one adoptive family to another. However, misfortune didn't act alone. When she was brought up by her aunt, she was sold as a slave. When she had thought she would become nothing but a sacrifice to the sorcerer, she was saved by a man whose identity was far different than a normal mythical being.