MTL - Time is slow - Chapter 771 evil star

“Do you think sleeping with you once isn't enough after what you did to make me famous? Would you do it a second time?”Li Qingshen remained silent.Ling Momo pouted before biting her finger. “Ten times?” She asked.Li Qingshen still remained silent.Ling Momo tugged at her own hair. She clenched her jaw. “Twenty times?”Li Qingshen turned around to leave.Ling Momo was frantic. She stomped her feet. “Is twenty times still too little? You can't possibly want a hundred times.”Li Qingshen smiled. “That'll do...”

"So, that's how my life ends, what a waste of time it was...".
These were the last thoughts of a young man, shot by accident in a fight between local gangs. Little did he know that he would soon wake up in another world, a world of cultivation!
This is the story of the whoreson of a wealthy family, of a transmigrator that had no purpose in his previous life, of a demon that will make power his reason to keep on living.
Noah Balvan, after he transmigrated, will have to fight against his social status and the many difficulties of the world he was reborn in to obtain the power to stand free in the sky above anyone!

The beginning of the apocalypse brought chaos and disaster to humanity. It tore away the mask of society and revealed the cruelty hiding beneath.Ivy Ravencroft experienced it all firsthand. Her family was unfair and cruel, and they abused her so badly that she went blind. Her lover died trying to protect her, and she spent the next five years struggling to survive—until she finally died in the apocalypse.But then, Ivy woke up again—reborn in the first year of the apocalypse. At first, she felt hopeless. If only she had returned to a time before the apocalypse, she could have gathered food, weapons, and supplies to survive better.Still, she was grateful for one thing: she had kept her special ability—the power to create safe zones. This time, Ivy made a promise. She would protect her lover, find her real family, and take revenge on everyone who had hurt her...................................“Huh? Why is there a bento box lying here?” Ivy asked, confused.“What bento? Are you trying to trick me again?” Silas asked, sadness in his eyes.“This one!” Ivy said, holding up the packaged meal and waving it at him.“What the—where did that come from?” Silas stared at it in shock.Ivy’s eyes widened. She realized something—only she could see these items, and when she picked them up, they became real.“Can… I buy it from you?” Silas asked, unsure.“Of course. But I won't give it to you for free.” Ivy smiled like a fox.Silas closed his eyes; he was ready for her to demand something sky-high and said,“Okay. Tell me how many gold bars you want.”Ivy smiled and teased, “I don't want gold bars; they are way too cheap. I want one kiss.”Silas: Blushing hard.His subordinates: “...” This wave of dog food was too unexpected!.......................................................With the supplies, picking a superpower and a safe zone superpower, Ivy built her own residential area.She gained Kindness Energy and multiplied supplies with the help of Temporal Storage.

Oliver Patrick, the Greatest General in Stormfront's history has a secret - a secret not many know. They think that his Iron WIll was built overnight. They know not the path of suffering he walked, as the slave Beam, to reach his destiny as King, and then Emperor.This is that story. A true story, of progress, struggle, hardship and strength. A story of greatness achieved without a system. A story of how one unknown boy's struggle transformed a continent forever.//ExtractThe arm dropped to the floor, as did the head. Spear points raced past the falling corpse as the goblins sought to take advantage of his momentary lapse in attention. But the tide had already shifted. The equilibrium that had kept the battle going for so long was shattered. With no bruiser to take care of their front lines and distract his attention, the goblins in front of him were no match for his speed.He employed his misdirection as he normally might, feigning the same backwards step that he had practised over and over, before leaping forward, catching the goblin off guard, twisting his body to avoid its spear and forcing his blade into its throat.It let out a high-pitched squeal as it dropped its spear and attempted to stem the tide of blood that was spurting from the wound. The goblin next to it squealed too, in fear this time, as its eyes widened, seeing two of its comrades dealt with so easily in quick succession. Beam saw it take a backwards step, as it attempted to turn and run away. But he was on it before it had a chance. He wrapped his arm around its neck and drove a sword through its back.Rather than let the corpse fall to the floor as he normally might, he held onto this one, enduring its death throes. Once life had finally left its body, he shifted it into place as a meat shield. Two arrows thudded against it, almost piercing it straight through. But the time they reached Beam the momentum was entirely gone – though they touched him, they did not even pierce his clothes.Slowly, with his meat shield in place, Beam advanced on the remaining goblins. They both shared a glance with each other as they dared to fire another volley, before turning on their heels and attempting to sprint away.“Stay,” a brief moment of eye contact, and one of the goblins was rooted in place. Beam tossed his shield aside and picked up a spear instead. With a twist of his hips and shoulder, the spear went soaring, impaling the running goblin straight through its stomach. Its bow fell to the ground, as strength left its hands. It then fell to its knees, before falling face down to the floor, pushing the spear back through itself.