MTL - Kitchen Xiuzhen - Chapter 44 [44] The Method of Passing the Pulse! [3/10]

Decisive and RuthlessThere’s no such thing as a good monster!All monsters deserve to die!Cold-blooded and merciless!During his freshman summer break, Lu Ding had planned to take on an internship to gain some experience and earn a bit of pocket money. But who would’ve thought that the construction site he was working at would unearth a blood-dripping stone?While the workers fled in terror, Lu Ding grabbed a jackhammer and charged forward.After nearly twenty years in this world, his golden finger—the Monster Containment Prison—was fully prepared. But because he had never encountered a single monster in all that time, his patience had long worn thin.Now that he finally came across one, there was only one thought in his mind—either he killed the monster, or the monster killed him.Joining the 749 Bureau, he used their resources to hunt and contain monsters.From then on, the 749 Bureau gained a new investigator—one who never left a single survivor.One by one, legendary demons and monsters emerged into the world, only to be crushed under Lu Ding’s hands.[Contained the Stubborn Stone of Nanshan, gained the Path of Jinche—nothing is unbreakable.][Contained the Black Old Lady, gained Strength of a Thousand Pounds—one palm can move mountains.][Contained the Flying Centipede, gained Centipede’s Wind-Fixing Art—soaring through the skies and burrowing into the earth.]749 Bureau: “Unless absolutely necessary, do NOT let Lu Ding take a mission! Our bureau’s purpose is containment, but every time he acts, nothing is left alive!!”749 Bureau Motto: “We Contain, We Confine.”Lu Ding: “I may be an investigator of 749, but I don’t care about containment—only extermination.”

“Look, boss, that red dragon lacks dragon's might, and it doesn't even know how to breathe fire. Let's take it down and make a fortune,” said one of the adventurers.At that moment, the lethargic red dragon opened its eyes, looked at the adventurers appearing before it, drew a forty-meter sword, and deployed techniques such as Sword Mastery, Samadhi True Fire, Eighty Nine Mystical Powers, and Law Heaven and Earth...The world became quiet again, and the red dragon rolled over and continued its nap.This is the story of a red dragon who, after years as an overworked employee, finds himself reincarnated in another world.Devoid of the intrinsic knowledge and natural abilities of dragons, it wields other formidable skills.

[Mature Content] [Dark Themes]Catherine Lane had the perfect job in Midnight City, secretary to Ares King, the impenetrable billionaire bachelor, infamously known as the devil CEO.To the outside world, Catherine's life was nothing short of flawless, but in reality, she struggles with debts on the verge of ruining her life. To avoid harassment, she decides to quit and get the cut that comes with it.As if that wasn't enough, her long-term boyfriend cheated on her, claiming she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her.Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straws when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue.“Become my wife for one year.”“Why me, Mr. King?”“Because we work, Ms. Lane.”The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be?*****“I think that's all...” My heart throbbed as I grabbed my pen. Here comes the hard part.“You're forgetting something, Ms Lane.”“Hmm?”“We haven't looked over the special clauses.”Special Clauses? Shit! I forgot about that.“The next page.”I flipped the paper.Number one: The wife should under no circumstances fall for the husband. Should the wife breach this clause, all compensation shall be nullified and revoked.“Unfortunately, changes can't be made to that clause.”I scoffed. Does he actually think I'd fall for him?“Understood. Emotional attachments should be prohibited.”“This, Ms. Lane, is why I said we work.”A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

Everyone says he is an iceberg, but only Maya Spencer knows he is a volcano, and moreover, a volcano that is passionately unlimited for her, an indulgently pampering volcano.