MTL - My 1995 Small Farm - Chapter 41 all

Will this treacherous darkness swallow you up, or will you survive as a unique existence?Lin En accidentally transmigrated into this monstrous world. As a rare human doctor, every one of his patients was moved by his “gentle” treatment and “sincere” service!“Anesthetics? Maybe next time.”“My knife is quick, it’ll be over soon~”Welcome to Bloodsaw Pharmacy, where we will serve you wholeheartedly.

The Age of Gods has long since ended, their voices no longer heard on the continent of Douluo. Humanity, standing on the shoulders of legends from its history, advanced soul technology to inconceivable heights. The humans of Douluo invented weapons of mass destruction, mechanized armor, and living metals. With these advancements, they went on to conquer the oceans and discovered two new continents. To fuel these new technologies, humanity hunted the soul beasts to the very brink of extinction.

Once the dominant force of Douluo, the few surviving soul beasts now hide in the darkest recesses of their last sanctuary. The weakest have all been hunted, leaving only the strongest to scheme in the heart of the forest. The soul beasts, not willing to fade away, plot an uprising for their survival. In the midst of this, a god from a long forgotten era awakens in the depths of the Great Star Dou Forest to seek vengeance for the soul beasts.

As darkness encroaches from the abyss, hope is found in a young boy who holds a power beyond divinity within himself—Tang Wulin! Hope for both humanity and the soul beasts, as the bridge between the two. He finds his way into the fabled halls of Shrek Academy, where he learns to wield his prodigious powers, makes friends and finds allies, eventually rising to become a towering leader.

As he learns to harness his strength, danger lurks within the shadows as the various factions of humanity maneuver and plot to usurp Shrek Academy. Tang Wulin discovers the threat to the only world he knows as he sinks deeper into the intrigue. Meanwhile, camouflaged by the chaos and unbeknownst to the humans, the soul beasts’ plot continues to steadily advance.

To defend what he loves and reclaim what was lost, Tang Wulin must seek out the legacies of legends past and unlock the full might of the Golden Dragon King!

When she was eighteen, she was forced to take her sister's place and married him, who was disabled in both legs and impotent therefore.Despite all this, she has accompanied him through the darkest period of his life.However, two years of marriage and companionship still couldn't compare to the return of her sister.In order to treat her sister's illness, he even cruelly forced her onto the operating table, disregarding her pregnancy.His cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness left her heartbroken. After leaving the weak and sickly second child with him, she disappeared with the other two children.It wasn't until he completely lost her that he realized he had already fallen deeply in love with her.......Five years later, she returned with mini versions of their child.Looking at the adorable child who seemed like a spitting image of his son, his face turned pale.“Why do you look exactly the same?”The little one replied, “Biologically, only identical twins look exactly the same.”“?...”Did she give birth to twins?He angrily cornered her against the wall and asked, “So, you had twins back then?”She chuckled awkwardly, “If I say it was triplets, would you kill me?”

Qi Condensation. Foundation Establishment. Core Formation. In the current world, only these three realms are known to be achievable. Nascent Soul is but a legend and the realms above it lost to the the long river of time. The modern era is known as Cultivation Civilization, a balance of power and civility, excess and moderation. While cultivation remains a secret practice, it has long since exposed itself to the mundane world, quietly intertwined with each facet of society. While the world appears to be at peace, what lies underneath is a conflict between human, cultivator, and demon, brewing for ages and waiting to implode. Yet in the wake of humanity’s rapid industrialization, qi—and consequently cultivation—is dying.