The Mysterious CEO and His Feisty Bride - Chapter 6 - : I’m Getting Married (6)

[Earthlings! You have been summoned to participate in the Universe's Armageddon...][The first batch of beta testers are now being issued!][A total of 10 million spots have been issued!][You have been selected!]“What the F***” Arthur, a teenager in the slums shouted as he heard the global announcement.[Talent Awakening!][System...Error!][SSS Talent: Primordial Summoner]I was meant to summon a powerful primordial beast that would carry me all the way.So... why?“I SUMMONED A CAT!” He shouted, looking at the cute cat in front of him.By the time the game had merged with reality, Arthur already has dozens of legendary summons to aid him against the forces of evil.[You have summoned the SSS-Level “Primordial Dragon”!][You have extracted the SSS-Level Skill “Berserk”!]

Sophia Alcott, the daughter of Earl Alcott, lives a lonely life as a maligned and infamous shut in, with nothing to do but to work on her skills as a budding apothecary in the dusty storeroom she’s forced to call home.That is until she suddenly wakes up one day and finds herself in the body of an even more infamous villainess (one who actually earned her reputation) locked up in a tower.Although the only clue she has about how this happened is a cryptic note, instead of despairing about her new situation, she’s in awe at just how luxurious the treatment she’s receiving in this ‘prison’ is compared to how she had to live before.Meanwhile, back at Earl Alcott’s mansion, all hell is about to break loose.That’s because…

A miracle doctor is exiled to an alternate savage world and forced to change his scummy ways!

Having thoroughly offended God, Yan Mo’s soul was transmigrated to another world. He quickly understood the cruelty of this world he’s in. The reason he was hit unconscious by someone and brought back to his home, was to be that primitive man’s food reserves in winter. The tribe he is in is a super spartan primitive tribe, the people here only respect two things: Combat power! Fighting ability! The former is the fighting power in battles, the latter is…

……

Examine illness? Chinese medicine? Drink those bitter sandy things? The hell is that? Are you trying to murder our tribe’s warrior? Die!

Plant wheat? Raise pigs and chickens? We are warriors, not s*aves! Die!

Teaching the women to make clothes and cook? Make them soap and perfume? F*ck, he’s actually seducing our women! Die!

You’re a messenger of god? Here to lead us to a better life? Very well. We’ll give you one day, conquer all of our enemies, make them into sl*ves and bring them back. If you can’t, you’re dead!

Yan Mo: “……”