MTL - Mr. Yuan is Always Unhappy - Chapter 30

“Go Yohan, you really are a terrible bastard.”“I can’t help it. Bullying is more fun than being bullied.”Despite his outer appearance of a kind model student, Kang Jun was filled to the brim with an inferiority complex.As he advanced into his second year, he grew closer to Go Yohan, who was in the same class as him.“I’ll treat you especially different.”At some point, as if it were only natural, Go Yohan claimed his seat at the very summit of the pyramid inside the school.He, whose second nature seemed to be ignoring and suppressing others, showed interest in Kang Jun.Kang Jun, who was subtly ignored by his friends for being weak, didn’t dislike Go Yohan’s interest, but…Eighteen, the period where one’s pride took the lead and held fear of crossing the line.Kang Jun had to make a choice to survive.A very wise choice.

I became the villain in the story of a hero.

So I was about to quit after fighting the main character.

But she’s obsessed with me. Why…?

Vincent is a young orphan born without special powers in a world where those with ability are privileged. However, he still trains in the new world’s profession, his family’s martial arts and magic techniques to grow strong, hoping to one day fulfill his dreams of ending the war and bringing peace to the world.

A treasure with unthinkable uses gives him a chance to change his fate, but first, he must prove himself worthy of the name «Sangue!»

‹ Evolution process has started. The blood of the Vampire Progenitor, Kermis Idiouni De Sangue has been injected into the owner’s bloodstream ›

‹ Sangue Heart has been birthed ›

‹ You’ve successfully evolved ›

‹ Congrats on becoming a Demi-Human ›

‹ You’ve extracted the power contained in the blood of the beast. The power of blood has been merged with the owner’s body ›

‹ Your magic power capacity has increased to 90 units ›

‹ Your Strength has increased to 42 points ›

‹ Your agility has increased to 37 points ›

While he absorbs the blood of the beast, sunlight peeks through the green and thick canopies of the overgrown trees and shines upon his bloodied face as he comes to realize that he has become a monster lusting after blood.

With the mysterious treasure of his family, how far will he rise? Will his hopes for ending the war ever become a reality?

OR

Will he lose himself to the darkness of pleasure and become a monster?!

Read to find out!

In a world devastated by an unforgiving apocalypse, Qing Xia struggles against a life filled with despair. Surrounded by the suffocating remnants of society—polluted air, barren land, and the haunted expressions of humanity—he often envies those who have found peace in death, escaping the relentless suffering of existence. Yet, the memory of his family's sacrifice fuels his determination to endure, making him one of the last survivors in a landscape of desolation.But fate has other plans. During a routine mission, Qing Xia’s life abruptly ends, or so he believes. To his shock, he awakens reborn as an idol on the brink of obscurity, a mere shadow in a vibrant world. Eager for a second chance, he seeks solace in a newfound identity, yearning for a life filled with simple pleasures.However, tranquility slips through his fingers as he is thrust into an unexpected chaos—a variety show that pulls him into the heart of danger, where secret agents, ruthless hitmen, and shadowy figures lurk. With every step, the weight of his dreams collides with a reality he never wished to face. As he grapples with relentless uncertainty, Sian realizes that the struggle for peace may lead him deeper into turmoil. In this haunting journey, can he carve out a destiny in a world that seems determined to tear him apart? The winds of fate do not blow as one wishes, and with shadows closing in, every moment counts.----------------------------Black box:Someone: “Darling, help me deal with these people.”Sian: “Stay away from me. I have nothing to do with you or them.”Someone, with fake tears: “Darling, I’m hurt. Come kiss me here, and the pain will go away.”Sian, holding a military knife: “Does it hurt there? How about I just cut it off for you?”Someone, stripping Sian’s clothes: “Darling, you look so beautiful when you’re angry. I can’t take it anymore.”Sian: “Go to hell! Ah—ahh! Stop it—stop! That hurts! Quit biting me, you damn dog!”