MTL - Smallholder Farmer - Chapter 538 Fall apart

“And if someday you see me, remember to forget my name, or karma will bow.”****For Awuor’s power, her people had done the unthinkable, in the history of werewolves.Her beta and brother, Dom, murdered their mother, the Sicario luna and blamed it on Awuor. In his grief, her father didn't bother to try and find out the truth, instead, for murdering her mother, he gave his daughter the worst punishment any alpha could ever get.He banished her from home, but Awuor’s wasn’t the usual banishment. Her father neither stripped her of the alpha title, nor did he make her a rogue. Instead, Alpha Sicario forced Awuor to be an exiled alpha, a woman so powerful, but with no one to rule over.Her mate, Jer, a power-hungry bastard, stepped up to rule the Sicario pack, since Awuor, the reigning alpha, was away, and Jer never once sought her out. Just like everyone else, he had betrayed her when he claimed a different woman, without rejecting Awuor.As the gates of Sicario closed on her, as her people watched her in disgust and disappointment, the daughter of Sicario had just one thought.A PROMISE of destruction & vengeance; she would ruin them all.***[EXCERPT]“Either you're from the Dawson pack, the Bluemoon pack, or the Sicario pack, because you're definitely not from our Greyson pack. You must have done something really stupid for your alphas to banish you, even though you have no scent of the ferals.“So that could mean you're not a feral, but you're certainly not that important to your people. You seem to have an attitude and reek of power, that's why you don't appreciate anyone talking to you like a regular wolf.“But all of that doesn't matter right now, because you are the unwanted little wolf. The girl without a home, the rejected wolf who can't be claimed by anyone else. You're dressed in banana leaves because you have no clue how to make proper clothing on your own.“— or even check the feral cloth reservoir on the west of this forest. The fact that you have stayed so close to the other three packs is because you don't want to be away from home and are somehow hoping that they'd want you back.“Allow me to spell it out for you and make it easier for your probably useless brain to understand, little wolf, no one wants you. I'm only taking you to my alpha because your presence here is a nuisance to us, and for some reason, the alpha is interested in you.“And before you get any ideas about mates and whatnot, our alpha is already mated. So will you get up on your own, or do we have to take you stripped? Because I for one have no problem doing that. We could just treat you like the rogue that you're not,” Adolf said to Awuor who still had her angry smirk on.

Here is Felen.In this world, myriad intelligent races nurture the tree of life, with humans merely on the ascent.Elves, Dwarves, Gnomes, Demi-Humans, Sea Elves, Merfolk—all inhabit their secluded island cities, while the wilderness teems with settlements of Goblins, Hobgoblins, Orcs, Jackalweres, Gnolls, and diverse Monster Tribes.Each intelligent race meticulously tends to their affairs for survival and the perpetuation of their kind.From the Fairy Wilderness to the Shadow Plane, the Ether Plane, and the Starry Realm—countless planes entwine with the Material Plane, blending seamlessly.In their God Kingdoms, the Gods scheme and vie for worship, manipulating all beings as pawns in their cosmic game.Within the depths of the Hell Abyss, devils and demons whisper, lusting after mortal souls.An ancient evil lies dormant, awaiting the world's descent into another cycle of chaos.The echoes of the Giant Empire still resonate across this ancient land.The colossal shadows of Giant Dragons still darken the skies of this realm.Gaven, the Legendary Warrior reborn, assumes the mantle of Fate Reshaper, threading through the fissures of destiny. With his prophetic foresight, he charts a careful and strategic path, shaping a future of his own making and averting impending tragedy.Gaven embarks on an unorthodox journey of magic farming—Gnolls mine for him, Fairies tend his fields, and Giants lead his charges. For indeed, Magic Farming is the true road to supremacy....In this Lord's tale of Magic Farming, the narrative may unfold slowly, so please extend a measure of patience and support.Preparation is extensive, with a swift writing pace, ample drafts in reserve, and an unwavering commitment to integrity.

Initially, Lin Mo intended to become stronger through cultivating diligently. However, he discovered that staying idle was more comfortable. Most importantly, he could level up by doing nothing! Since he could achieve his goals by lying idle, why would he trouble himself to stand and work?

Lin Mo transmigrated to a martial arts world and realized that he had no talent in cultivating at all. Fortunately, he awakened the Idle Upgrade System. He could become stronger by staying away from the rat race and enjoying life.

Lin Mo lamented, “It’s not that I don’t want to work hard, but truly, there is no opportunity for me to do so.” As such, the most bizarre Martial Arts Saint in human history was born.

From the age of 7, Qiao Qiao realised that her family wasn’t quite the same as her friends’ families.

Her father, dressed in all white, said, “Our girl should learn to cultivate immortality with me!”

Her mother, dressed in battle armor, said, “Our girl should train her body to protect herself!”

When discussing it, they decided to solve it with a duel outside.

Her brother secretly asked, “Qiao Qiao, do you want to be in the entertainment industry with me?”

Then, her brother was kicked out of the house by her parents. She prayed that he was okay out there. 

Qiao Qiao sighed. She was really worried about this family.

She silently collected mech building materials. There was no other way, if she learned how to use mechs, she would be able to get a good job. Unfortunately, her unreliable parents didn’t understand.

It seems like the burden of supporting this family was handed over to her.

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