MTL - Medical Princess - Chapter 1298 Past royal resentments

Usually when you possess a novel, you start in the city, but I fell into the forest.

Reborn in a parallel world, he became a rookie fishing channel host.On the first day of fishing, he caught a corpse, unexpectedly solving a major case.On the second day, he caught a broken radio, miraculously receiving a broadcast from the future.On the third day, he caught a book of intrinsic skills, casually practicing it and becoming a supreme master.On the fourth day, he caught a string of ancient coins, uncovering a thousand-year-old sunken ship.......On the nth day, he caught a nuclear submarine.Fang Hao was baffled.Why couldn't he catch a fish but instead caught all sorts of strange things???The online audience was also stunned. When would he actually catch a real fish?

Sentinel Shou: I have something to confess to you
Guide attack: You can choose the time, now we have just marked the end, no matter what you confess, I have to accept it
Sentinel Shou: Actually, I was reborn
Wizard Gong: Oh, that’s all, then I’ll also confess by the way, I’m from Transmigration
Sentinel Shou: Huh?
Dao Gong: The world we live in is actually a book, you are the villain, I am the cannon fodder, the book is here, read it for yourself
Sentinel Shou: … (reading through) Oh, this is my second generation… Tsk, the x-star rebels are really trash, and they can still be suppressed like this; country y’s ** is too useless, a good hand can be played Messy; is there a hole in the head of the Z star thief group, and betrayed for love?
Guide Attack: Actually not just reborn?
Sentinel Shou: Now this is the third life, I didn’t expect to be reborn, and I didn’t expect to meet you in luck——
Guide Attack: How did you meet me?
Sentinel Shou: Since I met you, I decided to…reform you
Gong Chuan has become a cannon fodder guide who loves vanity and spare tires in the book. In the near future, his glands will be destroyed by people because of love and hatred.
However, the most terrifying thing is that he turned out to be the only guide with a compatibility level of 60%, the most terrifying villain in the book, the Sentinel.
Gong: Wait, the book didn’t mention it, didn’t this sentinel die because he didn’t meet the minimum compatibility with his guide!
Villain Sentinel: Doesn’t that mean you’re here for me? I’m very happy to let go of this planet for now.
Attack: …

Note 1: Always 1v1
Note 2: Although the attacker is a guide, his physique is comparable to that of an ordinary sentinel. The specific reasons are explained in the text
Note 3: There are two sets, many two sets, atypical sentry guides
Note 4: If you don’t like to cross, don’t leave an impassioned long paper

Content tags: strong interstellar sweet text through the book
Search keywords: Protagonist: Cen Zhen, Lian Yu ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others: Sentinel guide, Xiangshao
One-sentence introduction: Did the sentinel cross?
Concept: The person who belongs to you will find you even if it spans the entire time and space

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You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.