MTL - Reborn To The Start Of The Apocalypse To Farm - Chapter 149 adjust

sidelines, cheering for the MCs like the dedicated shipper she is. But plot twist—she’s now a guy. And not just any guy—a ridiculously handsome guy!After spending an embarrassing amount of time winking at her own reflection and flexing muscles she never had before, she decides, “Why just watch the romance when you can be the romance?” Armed with good looks, charm, and way too much insider knowledge of every trope imaginable, she sets out to conquer every character in the story, including the MC she used to fangirl over.But wait… Does this make her gay? Or straight? Or just hopelessly in love with her own fictional fantasy? Frankly, she’s too busy causing chaos (and enjoying it) to care.PS: There is smut, and its reverse harem :3

The Ye family’s foolish girl is reborn one day!With an omnipotent divine cauldron and a spiritual space in hand, she is no longer the good-for-nothing, abandoned girl that everyone bullies at sight!She is so invincible with both medicine and poison that even a divine doctor will be nothing beside her, Spiritual beasts beg her to make contracts… Oops, excuse her, even the Beast God calls her Boss.When her scumbag father dares to abandon his wife and daughter, she wrecks and destroys his family.When people dare to bully or humiliate her, she would return that favor a hundred times greater.Reincarnated as a human once more, she returns like a powerful sovereign. However, she never expects to be involved with the devilish and bloodthirsty him.Originally meant to be a decisive Ghost King, he ends up reincarnated into a ditsy, cute and harmless hostage prince in a neighboring rival nation…

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”