MTL - Hidden Marriage Sweet Pampering: The Conglomerate’s Little Wife (My Hidden Wife is Sweet) - Chapter 2842 Vivi's second child 4

One day, billions of young and middle-aged people around the world were pulled into an underground palace survival game.

If you want to survive, you have to fight with dungeon creatures to get resources.

When others are struggling to kill a mosquito, Liu Yang has acquired the skill of instant kill…

[You slashed at the underground palace ant, and the instant kill skill was triggered, and the underground palace ant died. 】

[Congratulations for killing an ant in the underground palace and getting wood x1. 】

[You cut off the tail of the underground palace mouse with one knife, the instant kill skill is triggered, and the underground palace mouse dies. 】

[Congratulations for killing the underground palace mouse, get stone x3, small map x1, apple x3, and spiritual energy x1. 】

[You hit the butt of the wild boar with one arrow, the instant kill skill is triggered, and the wild boar dies. 】

[Congratulations for killing the violent wild boar, you get an ordinary wooden home upgrade scroll x1, and spiritual energy x1. 】

……

So, Liu Yang took off.

When others are still exploring carefully, he is armed to the teeth and invincible.

When others were beaten to death for a piece of bread, he traded so much food with others.

Even with fine wine in hand, beautiful woman in her arms, so chic…

ps: This work is very different from other survival genres. Please do not substitute the settings of other works when watching.

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Can't a man maintain his dignity while preparing for the end of the world? Is that too much to ask?

The Tower was all I knew... all any of us knew, and just like that, it was gone. Monsters the likes of which I'd never seen ravaged the land of my ancestors. They burst through the outer walls and stormed the city. No one could have been ready for that. But now... Now I have a second chance.

After the collapse of the known world, I woke up to find myself on the First Floor of the Tower. I was young and healthy, 18 again, and sitting in the same classroom that marked the worst days of my life. Confused and excited, I accepted this gift, deciding to use my vast knowledge of the future to climb the Tower in preparation for the end of the world.

Maybe I'll help some folks along the way? Who knows. Survival comes first.

The clock is ticking, and I'm left with only a century to build a Deck powerful enough to survive the end. Things to do... What's first? I need Essence, and I need power. I'll have to climb the Tower to acquire both of these. Some of the zealots will try to stop me, need to look out for those. What if-

“Hey, kid! Hand over the pouch or-”

Stab

Sorry, where was I? Ah... there's a spot of blood on my suit. What a lousy morning.

In this world of blood and fantasy, century-old Rowan Wilder has to not only survive, but thrive as he powers his way to the top of the Tower. The Demonic Plague that has twisted the creatures on the upper Floors is the least of his worries. Cane in hand and Summons by his side, he'll have to tear his way through the monsters, as well as the humans who want to stop his ascent. Of course, he can maintain a sense of decorum while he faces these trials, right?

The story is about a man who’s opposed to the now-common practice of implanting false memories, but is one day given memories of a fictional childhood friend. This fabricated happiness torments him, but then, to his surprise, he meets her – a girl who shouldn’t exist.

In the business world, legend has it that he’s cold-blooded and ruthless. Yet at home, he dotes on his beloved wife to the bones.

‘Why am I married to this demon?’ After accidentally provoking a certain demon, she becomes his possession. From then on, she is forced into a shameless, wanton life…

“Mr. Pei, is there anything that you’re dissatisfied with Mrs. Pei about?” a reporter asks.

Mr. Pei’s dark eyes narrows. ‘The only thing I’m not satisfied with…’

Mr. Pei answers brazenly, “Lasting for only five minutes after charging for two hours.”

Mrs. Pei’s cheeks instantly turn red and she curses inwardly, ‘This darn perv!’

The reporter asks again, “What about you, Mrs. Pei?”

Gritting her teeth, Mrs Pei replies, “Lasting for two hours after charging for only five minutes!”

That night, Mr. Pei smiles wickedly after lasting four hours. “Are you satisfied now?”