MTL - I Maximize My Item-dropping Rate - Chapter 242 Red Tiger Sect stands on its own

“Darling, I want…”“Here’s the credit card. Buy everything you want.”“Darling, I want to give you a child!”“That’s unnecessary.”“…”Ye Shengge’s inborn birthmark could only be deciphered by Ji Shiting.However, that man was very aloof and reserved, and he wasn’t tempted at all. And one day when she finally gave up and tried to leave, that man literally carried her back.She yelled, ” What do you want?”The man said with his deep voice, “What you’ve been wanting the whole time.Ye Shengge always thought that Ji Shiting was forced to marry her, yet years after, she realized that it was all part of his plan, and there was no way she could run away from him.

I don’t know the length of Hydra, or the depth of S.H.I.E.L.D.

I don’t know that Ant-Man has an outfit, and I don’t know that the Winter Soldier has an iron fist.

I don’t know that there is chaos in the Bliss Space, and I don’t know that Miss Xiaoyu wants to get married.

I don’t know if the walking corpse is cheating, I don’t know whose fault the alien is.

I don’t know the legend of mutants, I don’t know that Kryptonians can’t afford to provoke them.

I don’t know that Black Panther’s family has a mine, and I don’t know that Iron Man is a mess.

I don’t know what happened to Lei Shen’s family, and I don’t know that Thanos is thinking about making troubles.

He doesn’t know the past or the way forward, he only knows that he stands firm at the critical moment and cannot be cowardly.

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The apocalypse has not yet begun, but the system has arrived early.

Then Chen Mo’s style of daily life suddenly changed.

You can get rewards for eating and petting the dog, and communicating harmoniously with beautiful women is regarded as a battle with the ninth-level corpse king!

[It was detected that the host was so brave that he fought the ninth-level zombie king until he lost all strength. Since the target level was too high, the host could still get points as a reward even though he had not completed the kill by overstepping the level of the enemy. The host is hereby rewarded with 5,000 survival points and an A-level gift pack. 】

Chen Mo, who had just finished the battle with his schoolmate, couldn’t help but have a strange look on his face when he looked at the translucent floating window in front of him and the harmless schoolgirl beside him.

[It was detected that the host had tamed a fifth-level mutated corpse dog. Because the target level was too high, the host jumped over the level to tame the alien beast, which is unparalleled in charm. We hereby reward the host with 2,000 survival points, a B-level gift pack, and +50 charm! 】

Chen Mo, who had subdued a wolf dog with snacks, listened to the prompts in his ears and felt quite fucked.

Chen Mo lives a normal life, but in the eyes of the system, his life is full of monsters and ghosts.

This resulted in Chen Mo being able to trigger various rewards with every move he made. When the end of the world came, Chen Mo’s rewards would be maxed out, and his combat power was incredible!

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A Professional Transmigrator meets a newbie Regressor.

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He lived an average, fulfilling life and died of old age. The next moment, he opened his eyes as the Princess of Asmaria.

While looking forward to his new life, he died again.

And so began his 151,897,914th life as Samur Eckart.

Samur is a Professional Transmigrator- or so he says so, as he gets transmigrated into a new world every time he dies.

However, each time, his memories return only moments before his death. If he successfully survives, he gets to live that life, if he dies, well, he just moves on to his next moment of death.

Once again on the verge of death as Samur, he’s saved at the last moment by a young boy.

Surprise, surprise, the young boy is a Regressor.

As a man of honour, Samur intends to repay his debt then leave because the world is too inconvenient to live in.

Well, that’s what he thought, at least, but the Regressor and his friends are kind of… weird, and he can’t seem to get away at all?

However, not everything is as it seems. Samur’s whims have made him the part of an eternal lie.

Shadows dance in glee as they concoct a requiem far grander than anyone can imagine, while the Lights tremble in delight as the apocalypse threatens the Universe.

The dies have been cast, the play has been written, the characters are on the stage, and the sacrifices have been made.

And so, it’s finally time to let this game begin.