MTL - She is the Third Kind of Stunning - Chapter 68 planning

Winner of the 2017 Joara Novel of The Year Contest-

In a world plagued by Morgellons, a deadly disease that turns humans into non-human creatures, people have chosen to abandon their humanity in order to fight against the bloodthirsty corpses. In the end, there will be no humans left on Earth.

But that harsh world is, in fact, a world fabricated merely for entertainment. A world for humans to live in exists neither inside nor outside.

This is the story of a boy who, while living a miserable life, stares at the stars as he desperately tries to keep his humanity.

Read the first 10 chapter and you will like it..All of humanity—billions of souls—were forcibly transported into 《Global Lord》, a merciless game-world where each person becomes a Lord and must fight to survive. Most cried. Most begged. Most died.But Lucas Nightveil was different.A war mongrel with a thirst for carnage, Lucas thrived in blood and madness. While others struggled to build wooden huts and gather firewood, Lucas awakened the [Dark Crypt]—and with it, her.Selena Draculea, the Vampire Queen. Elegant. Overpowering. Sadistic. And above all—loyal only to her King.While the rest of the world was still learning how to train peasants, Lucas was already unleashing Death Knights, Blood Moon Archers, and Shadow Banshees from his evolving Lair. With Selena by his side, he painted the lands crimson with the blood of Lords, monsters, and gods alike.He didn’t want peace.He didn’t want justice.He only wanted war.“In the night, there is no mercy—only my will.”— Lucas NightveilAs his Night Empire rises, the world learns one eternal command:“Bow to the Vampire Queen. Or be devoured by her King.”

He, the direct descendant of the most mysterious family in Haicheng, was regarded as a distinguished man by the entire country A. He did not like to be publicized, low-key and calm, and possessed the most noble bloodline.

She, the only descendant of a family of modern ancient doctors, was framed when she was young, and was thrown into a lunatic asylum together with her mother.

As soon as she fell off the cliff, she slashed wild beasts, searched for ancient grass, a peerless pill furnace, and practiced magic medicine pills.

The transformation of waste, once a god, a medicinal pill, resurrected from the dead, the blood of the underworld, and the supreme legend.

When she returned with contempt, she vowed to turn this sea city upside down, and what she owed her would be repaid tenfold and one hundredfold!

Whoever takes away her property will die; whoever hurts her mother will perish; whoever deceives the world and steals her name will perish.

But people can’t be too flamboyant. If this piece is flamboyant, it will be missed by others, and it is the mysterious big guy who will make people smell it. How to break it.

If there is a man who is always behind you, he wants to spoil you, love you, make money for you to spend, be your punching bag when you are angry, and be happy with you when you are happy.

Seeing the god-like man kneeling on one knee and tying the shoelaces of the trashy lady, the onlookers couldn’t say anything in shock, who said that man never touched women.

Who is the man in front of him who holds the woman with a sticky voice and screams for his sweetheart?

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When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.