MTL - Machine Storm - Chapter 5 School girl, did you admit the wrong person?

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”

[What is the method to distinguish the gender of the Thunder Rat?]

[What is the attribute of the Thorn Seahorse?]

[What is the superpower trick that the Lipstick Magnet Monster can learn?]

The last science subject of the college entrance exam suddenly became the basic knowledge of Phantom Beasts!

Chen Qiyue, who was sitting behind the desk, had a bewildered face.

Well… well…

Looking at the contents of this test paper and the surrounding students who had their heads buried in their books, the corners of Chen Qiyue’s mouth twitched.

He must be dreaming.

Or else this world was crazy!

…

Inside the Phantom Beast Feeding House

“Sir, which one do you really want to buy?” the female receptionist asked weakly.

Chen Qiyue pointed at one of the Phantom Beast eggs. “I’ll take it!”

“Okay, I’ll take it down for you.”

“Wait! I’ll take this one!”

Chen Qiyue pointed to another egg.

“Okay, do you still want to change it?”

“Wait!”

The female receptionist was speechless.

Half an hour later

Chen Qiyue happily walked away holding the black, unattractive egg with a few blue spots in his arms.

The female receptionist suddenly turned pale, her legs went weak, and she fell to the ground, crying.

“He was such a bad person. He deliberately pointed out all these Phantom Beast eggs.”

Chen Qiyue spread his hands. “Well, I had to make better use of my cheats.”

“Ahem, I’m a decent person!”

Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.

A nordic romance that burns up coldly!