MTL - Top of Qinglian - v3 Chapter 3848 Late Immortal

Viserys Targaryen was born with the blood of dragons and yet lived his life in exile. He was a prince with a lost kingdom and a fading legacy, an immature bastard who died a pitiful death. Unfortunately, that same death was coming for me now… as I found myself in his body right before molten gold fried my brain.Yes. Fuck Khal Drogo, and fuck the molten crown.With the memories from another life, in this world of betrayal and broken oaths, I had the chance to forge a new destiny for myself. Armed with the knowledge of the future, my own cunning, and [The Dragon System], I made the choice to flee from the Dothraki barbarians and take back what was rightfully mine.

Waking up from a nightmare several hours before dawn, Belle fetched a drink of water.

She paused in front of her kitchen’s window when she noticed a lit lantern in front of her mansion’s garden. Her butler stood there, shovel in hand. This was no hour to be gardening.

Curious, she made her way outside, but when she had gotten close enough to see a large and hollow pit next to her eternally-stoic and polite butler, she saw him pick up a rotten body.

A DEAD BODY!

Her eyes widened fearfully when she saw her handsome butler drop the rotting body into the fresh hole. She asked in horror, ”What are you doing?!“

Surprised to see his young miss awake at this hour, he stared at her with the same expression he had been keeping up for all these years. He had made sure she was asleep before coming here.

“Gardening.”

“And the body?!”she looked at him in disbelief.

“Fertilizer,” he answered her before picking up the shovel that was on the ground. Belle was now certain something had possessed her butler. Who gardened dead bodies?!

She then heard him ask her, “Want to help me in planting it, Miss Adams?” he gave her a sweet smile.

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It’s been a year since everyone’s beloved heroine was possessed by a jealous villainess. I was tired of dealing with the male leads who came to tell me not to bother the heroine, and the angel-type heroine, who was completely oblivious to her. All human relationships are useless.“No matter what happens to the original story, I plan to live with cats for the rest of my life and then die of old age.”So, I decided to stay at home. The so-called Emperor Self Imprisonment.You have so much money, why do you leave?In order to live a comfortable life in confinement, they spend a lot of money making tape recorders and gramophone magic tools, but something is strange. The wizard who makes magic tools is too handsome for an extra.“… “It’s strange that I don’t see you.”“I was wrong.”In the meantime, the original male leads make a strange mistake and are in trouble.Please let me just be a homebody.

For Chen Cheng, thirty means interest—the interest rate.From 3,000, to 100,000, to a million, to ten million, and then to over a hundred million...An ever-increasing amount of principal, an endless stream of interest.With money generating money, compounded interest calculations made Chen Cheng exclaim:This money can't be spent! Absolutely can't be spent! For a lifetime, I can't finish spending it!