MTL - Reborn Mistress’ Scumbag Manual - Chapter 336 Your Highness, welcome back

Gou Tiangoudi (slashing with a knife) and severe persecution of paranoia alpha attack × God made the most beautiful charming spirit omega sufferer

The end is coming, Le Buqun got a system, and was tempted to say that the recharge can be turned into a motorcycle, and a motorcycle can be turned into an RV! From then on, the global tour of Doomsday Paradise will take you to experience epic doomsday-style blockbusters, such as the siege of millions of zombies, and the great escape of life and death. For example, the horror cruise ship zombie horror, exposing the serial murder of ugly people. Another example is the competition of forces in the survival base, which outlines the difficult struggles of the little people under the collapse of the world…

As long as you bind the system, you can immediately own the peak RV of successful people. Fully automatic offense and defense integration, you can choose the luxury interior decoration. Flat-terrain racing cars, just off-road outdoors, and cruise ships in the water, God, the system is currently being updated, and it will come to the sky sooner or later. Since then, stay away from disputes, sit and watch the situation from the perspective of God. You deserve SB48748 license plate RV!

Le Buqun’s wise little eyebrows wrinkled: Humph! Don’t try to lie to me, it is impossible to die! It’s too dangerous outside, and there are always people who want to harm me.

Yan Cijing: The most important thing is that the world can’t keep it, Zhu Yan Cijingjinghua Cishu. The old lady is too beautiful, she always leans close to me without her eyesight, this is forcing me to do things. However, there seems to be a blind person who can’t even see the beauty of the old lady. Sword come!

Le Buqun, the protagonist of the apocalypse style, is neither a good person nor a villain, but a low-level character, and his personality may be extreme. Before the apocalypse, they abide by the legal standards of the society, and after the apocalypse, they follow their own exclusive principles (good or bad), and do not like to stray in!

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Akashi was a boy so beautiful it seemed the gods had sculpted him with a touch of mischief and a dash of fragility. He wasn’t handsome in the rugged, masculine way of knights or warriors. No—his beauty was softer, captivating in its innocence. His frame was small, almost delicate, and his pale skin looked as if it had never known hardship, kissed only by the gentle sunlight of his village fields.With wide, striking black eyes that shimmered like obsidian under moonlight, and hair the color of a calm, endless ocean, Akashi possessed a charm that defied age, status, or reason. He didn’t know it, but his very existence pulled at the hearts of those who saw him—like an untouched gem waiting to be claimed.And yet, he had been untouched for a reason. Akashi had never known life beyond the boundaries of his village. He grew up surrounded by warm smiles and familiar voices. Every elder knew his name. Every child wanted to play by his side. His days were simple, his heart untouched by cruelty.But peace is a fragile thing.One night, it shattered.The sky turned crimson. Screams tore through the quiet air. Fires devoured homes. Demons—twisted beasts of shadow and rage—descended without warning. They killed with a hunger that could not be reasoned with.By morning, the village was gone.Ashes, corpses, and silence were all that remained.And Akashi… Akashi was alone.The last heartbeat in a graveyard of memories.He wandered for days, hollow and dazed, until rough hands seized him. Chains replaced freedom. Smiles were replaced by cold appraisals. And so, the boy once adored by all became something else—something to be sold.A slave.At the capital's grand auction house, he was stripped, washed, and displayed like merchandise. His beauty caused a stir. Whispers spread like wildfire.“Look at those eyes...”“That hair... Is it dyed? No, it’s real...”“So delicate... Is he even human?”To them, he was no longer a boy with a heart, but a prize to possess. A fantasy in fragile form.He stood on the stage, trembling slightly, barely able to process what was happening. The voices of the crowd blurred together—hungry, leering, filled with desire and greed. The auctioneer’s booming voice called out the bids as if Akashi were nothing more than a fine vase or a rare jewel.The numbers climbed quickly. Too quickly. Akashi’s knees weakened beneath the weight of invisible eyes drinking him in. He stared at the marble floor, trying not to cry.Then, suddenly, the room fell silent.A voice—deep, commanding, and heartbreakingly beautiful—cut through the air like silk over steel.“Fifteen thousand gold.”Time seemed to pause.Every head turned.At the back of the room, standing beneath the golden chandelier, was a woman unlike any other.She wore a flowing red gown that hugged her form like it was crafted by the gods themselves. Her long, golden hair shimmered like strands of sunlight, cascading over her shoulders with effortless grace. Her eyes, cold and blue as a glacier’s heart, stared ahead with quiet power.Even the nobles drew back. This was no ordinary bidder.It was one of the Princesses of the Three Great Kingdoms.Whispers erupted anew—but no one dared challenge her offer.Who would?She stood like royalty incarnate, a goddess who walked among mortals, and she had just claimed Akashi as her own.The boy raised his head slowly, unsure of whether to feel fear or relief. His eyes met hers—just for a second—and something in his chest shifted. She didn’t smile. She didn’t leer. Her gaze was unreadable.But it was powerful. Absolute.And it made his knees weak for an entirely new reason.He didn’t know her name. Not yet.But she had bought him.And somewhere deep inside, something told him—his life was never going to be the same.

A young man, with a keen mind of medical knowledge and skill, steps into a vibrant buzzing city for the first time.How would this young man face the challenges of love and hate, of family’s vengeance, and the temptation of beautiful ladies?

Hunted for the Alchemical Book in her hand - Mu Ruyue wakes up in the body of a wastrel in Shenwu Continent - a martial arts dominated world.Her fiancé has jilted her in favor of her foster sister.Her father condones her abuse.Her younger sister wishes she was never born.And the whole country ridicules and insults her for being a first-rate wastrel.Wastrel? Not at all. With the Alchemical Book in her hand, what pills and elixirs can't she refine?Jilted? She'd rather marry the pure and innocent Ghost King, Ye Wuchen.----Mu Ruyue: Stop calling me Sister!Ye Wuchen: Can I call you Wife then?Mu Ruyue: Not that either!Ye Wuchen: (about to cry)Mu Ruyue: (sighs) Suit yourself.Ye Wuchen then leans forward and kisses the corners of her lips.Mu Ruyue: …Did a child just steal her first kiss?----Brother 1: Let her go!Brother 2: She is my mother, why should I let go of her!Brother 1: Don't ever think of robbing my mother!Mu Ruyue: Let me introduce you, Jing'er, this is your younger brother. Huang'er, this is your elder brother.Huang'er: Mother, this stupid boy bullied me. He's not my brother.Jing'er: Little guy, from now on, you must listen to me.Ye Wuchen: (How exactly do these two regard him? They dare fight over his wife in front of him...)