MTL - My Second Life As A Secretary - Chapter 72 Any newcomer... Secretary He, pay attention. ...

Hiro transmigrates and finds himself in the body of an orphan that’s about to be evicted from his orphanage. It wasn’t anything personal, but the orphanage’s policy doesn’t accommodate children who have reached the age of 16.From the gates of that humble establishment, Hiro slowly explores the facets of this world that was both familiar and unfamiliar due to its uncanny resemblance to his previous world—Earth.With his Daily Life RPG System urging him to excel in every aspect of his daily life, Hiro marks his presence in both the mundane and mystical circles of this new world.

The mysterious realm exuding an unknown atmosphere, the strange mind powers evolved from strong personalities, the strange and dangerous disaster bodies from outside the world, and the mind tools with different abilities constructed from things after death.

This is the world of full-time hunters.

A world where anyone can master a supernatural power called “mind” simply by taking a step-by-step process.

However, there are very few people who can really get in touch with “mind”.

Moyou came across unexpectedly.

One day, just learning to “recite”, he suddenly heard a voice.

“Your appearance is particularly outstanding, and you are very satisfied with your appearance. Your chanting times +1”

“Because you chose to fight against the Phantom Troupe, the look and feel appreciates you, and your memory capacity +1”

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“The Second Cult Leader and the Prophet of the Voodooists died during the Holy War seven years ago.”

Florence Academy was a prestigious clergy academy.

“Now that the Voodooists are considered as a cult, who is the Third Cult Leader, where are they now, and what are they up to?”

Only I knew the answer to this question.

The Third Cult Leader was a freshman at Florence Academy. He was here, standing amongst the others in the auditorium.

How do I know this, you ask?

Because I’m the Cult Leader.

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Lin Jin never imagined he would ever transmigrate. And to such a peculiar world at that. Here, deadly beasts were regarded as sacred, and thankfully, he owned a museum for deadly beasts.