MTL - This Summoner is Outrageous - Chapter 3 Grass!

That day the sun set and never rose again...............Author Spotlight:Chen Dong — WebNovel's legendary titan behind global phenomena like 'Perfect World', 'The Sacred Ruins' and'World of Longevity‘— returns with his most ambitious saga yet. Crowned among the platform's all-time greats, this master of epic worldbuilding has dominated fiction charts for many times, with multiple novels adapted into hit games. When this trailblazer drops a new book, millions brace for sleepless nights.

Mu Yuan accidentally obtained the qualification for a mysterious game which mirrors the real world. In this game, players could recruit troops, establish territories, and even manifest items from the game into reality.

His game started with ten Little Skeletons, but…

Little Skeleton→Skeleton Soldier→Skeleton Warrior→Skeleton General…..→ King of Skeleton

“What if I evolve the Little Skeleton into an Emperor of Skeletons? How would you respond to that?”

“Evolution Points, let’s see what your limit is!”

Several years later, when the worlds overlapped, Mu Yuan, amidst a throng of gods and demons, had ascended to the extreme peak.

Tags: Management, Development, Evolution, Lord, Troops

Completed quality older books include ‘My Apocalypse Game Became Reality’, ‘Starting with Contract Elves’, ‘My Apocalypse Territory’

Xu Jiayan is sick, suffering from a condition where he can't stand to see Jiang Yuan cry. Whenever the young girl sheds tears, he just can't help but feel weak in the knees.However, one day, after accidentally catching a glimpse of her slender waist, he feels his condition has worsened.He finds himself wanting to make her cry,yet he has no desire to seek a cure—How fatal!One-liner:A pseudo-sweetheart vs. a true scholar;Childhood friends turn lovers with a twist of love and war;From school uniforms to wedding gowns, only accompanying you.

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?”