MTL - Certificate of Conformity - Chapter 127

Everyone is not optimistic when the most renowned man in Yuncheng married the least favored miss of the Mu family.

Rumor has it that the young Miss Mu family is pathetic, weak and dainty and an easy subject to bullying.

Mu Huan nodded enthusiastically: En, I’m a bully.

The big man who was bullied by her didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: Doesn’t your conscience hurt whenever you claim this?

The once unloved Mu Huan, the moment she was a pampered wife, she became the mad devil . Since then, she was covered from fighting someone and taught when doing homework.

What evil step-mother, scum step-sister, black hearted white lotus, Mr. Bo will go all out to kill!

Being pampered and held in the palm of his hands, the conqueror of his heart, Mu Huan, was interviewed one day.

“Mrs. Bo, what is the secret to you and Mr. Bo’s everlasting love?”

“I like him the most, and he likes me best.”

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...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.

Mira is determined to be a botanist—no matter how dangerous or violent it may become. Mira made two requests upon entering the multiverse: a botany class to further her research and to be dropped off in an isolated forest far from the violent god-rearing system BS going on. She was granted both—but not in the way she expected. The system abandoned her in a hellishly dangerous forest—where she earned a rare class that excelled at killing things.

I finally managed to kill the demon lord.