MTL - Monster Pet Evolution - v2 Chapter 771 Assassinate

I'm Xavier Cromwell, a 21-year-old university student and web novel author. My days are pretty routine—attending classes, managing assignments, and squeezing in time to write my novel “RISE FROM THE ASHES”. Today seemed no different, the steady clatter of my keyboard filling the room as I crafted another chapter.But then the doorbell rang, interrupting my flow.DING!I sighed, reluctantly pushing away from my desk and heading to the door. Little did I know, my life was about to take a turn I never saw coming.The moment I opened the door, something—or rather someone—came barreling into me. It was like a pink blur, and before I could even react, I was on the floor, knocked flat by what felt like a human missile.Clutching onto me, the pink rocket—no, a girl, her arms wrapped tightly around me—gazed up with sparkling eyes and, in the sweetest, most endearing voice, she whispered:“I've finally found you, my HUSBAND~”***Note: The story takes place in an alternate universe, with a different geography and countries.Genre: Action, Adventure, Fantasy, Romance, Smut, Yandere, Mecha, Harem, Sci-fiI am NOT the owner of the cover. If you are, and want it removed then let me know in chapter comments.A/N: [About NTR and Yuri]“No one will be harmed. I swear to God.”“The NTR B*stards butchered every Vanilla Fans when they took over Webnovel.”“I am not those B*stards. I am Rex... Rex_Ashburn.”

The once rich girl Shen Hanxing lost her mother when she was born. She was then dumped overseas by her own father when she was little to her own devices.

I was some twenty-something woman dying of stage four cancer.I got obliterated by the “Truck-kun” you nerds are always joking about. Turns out it's a lot less funny when it's your guts splattered on the pavement. Crap.Next thing I know, I'm floating in the dark and this thing pops up in my face.[A choice is now available to you.][Option One: Fade.Cease to exist.][Option Two: Reforge.Begin anew.]You think you can just erase me? Hah. As if.Fueled by pure, uncut spite, I slammed the reforge button. Turns out the universe has a totally sick sense of humor, though.I woke up as a male elf. A seriously hot elf —a mage, of all things. Let's just say I was working with some… unfamiliar hardware downstairs.And Jonny? My best friend, my bro, my lifelong meat shield? The universe decided he'd look better as Yael—a stunningly beautiful elf chick with a charisma stat that was probably maxed out.For a while, we weren't just getting by. We were crushing it. It was awesome.Our new life was shattered by the arrival of Vex, an overpowered demigod who saw our world as a resource to be harvested. He was a cosmic-level threat.My pride, the same stupid pride that always gets me into trouble, wouldn't let me kneel. So I told him where he could stick it.Big mistake.The price for my big mouth was paid in her blood. Vex decided to make an example of her. He didn't just defeat her; he shattered her legs into pulp right in front of me.After that, she just… erased me. Walled me off. I went from being her best friend to a ghost she looks right through. Her hatred isn’t loud; it's a permanent debuff, and the silence is a thousand times worse than her screaming would have been.Broken by my failure and rage, the System offered me another choice.I accepted. The System laid out the cost in cold, hard code:The friendly blue “Overwhelming Pride” interface shattered, overwritten by a brutal, blood-red OS running one program: The 'Overlord Slayer'. My personality was stripped for parts. My charm and pride were forged into an 'Aura of Dread.' My guilt became a damage buff called 'Pain Eater.' My grief is now, literally, my mana pool.My quest is no longer about survival. It is brutally simple: Kill Vex. Absorb his power. Fix what I broke.But to become strong enough, I have to grind this new 'Slayer' class, and every level up feels like I'm deleting a piece of myself.The real question is, by the time I'm strong enough to squash him, will there be anything left of the person Yael knew?And even if I can fix her legs… what's she going to think of the monster who comes back?

Before Wufu was reborn, she had no idea there was such a thing as rebirth. Only after her rebirth did she realize Heaven must have thought her previous life was too smooth, so it sent her to suffer in this ancient land where morality, decency, and the Female Precepts were held in high esteem, pitiful indeed! From being a master jade carver to having her soul transmigrate into a farm girl with a wretched background, she was bullied and humiliated. Even the bun-selling mother advised her that forbearance is gold? Bullshit! She could endure, but her other identity absolutely could not—robbers, swept away; insults to her mother, you're crippled... Wufu has a saying, for every insult and humiliation, I will repay a hundredfold. But what's with this one? He doesn't bully her; he only wants to sleep with her? And he even dares... to mount her? Well, a lord can endure, but Wufu cannot. Mount him back, life or death, a hundred years, neither owes the other anything!