MTL - Rise From the Humble - Chapter 1803 breakout camp

The Imperial Court of Tang Empire became dim and corrupt. The Emperor believed eunuchs. The officials vied with each other for authority. The Tang Empire was about to collapse. The flouring Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism eyed it covetously. The three sects wanted to contend for the domination of the whole world. Which one would win in the end? Or would they coexist peacefully at last? Armies of different nations invaded the frontier on all sides. People and the whole world were in extreme misery. Who could save them?

Zhao Yu came to the deserted planet to build a base, create an underground city and hide in it.

Worried about the threat from the unknown civilization, Zhao Yu dug out a small half of the planet and built star destroyer cannons capable of destroying the planet, as well as tens of thousands of fully intelligent mechanical dogs in various forms.

The defensive robotic dog, the Gate God, would disguise itself as a small mountain and fortify around the base.

Detection and gathering robot dog – Tsotan, would disguise as a rolling stone and wander around the planet to collect useful resources.

Combat robot dog – Nezha, would disguise as a crater, scattered around the base, ready to be able to attack the enemies that may come.

Around the base, they were ready to attack the enemies that might come.

On this day, his gathering robot dog – Tsotan, dragged back a spaceship. It captured three alien creatures, claiming to be from Earth.

Zhao Yu was confused. “Didn’t I travel to the deep space of the universe? How come I’m on the back of the moon and being treated as an alien by humans?”

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He stood beside her bed and stared at her face in wonder if it’s real. A smile appeared on his lips seeing her fluttering eyelashes as she was waking up. However, her reaction was different than what he had expected.

“ Pak”

He stared at her in shock as he covering his face with his palm. Did she just slap him?

Zhao Ming's mouth was open in pure terror when she realized what she just did. She slapped the Emperor. The cruel-infamous Emperor of Ji Dynasty?

‘ Am I going to die again? I just came to this world, do I have to die again?’

….

She was the Empress of the Ji Dynasty, but in name only. Never been treated or respected as the Empress, and witnessing the worst of the palace, the life gave her another chance to shine as who she is.

One day when she opened her eyes, she found her in unfamiliar surroundings. The world was full of people using strange items and in a world that was a world apart from hers.

Will the Empress of Ji Dynasty be able to survive in this competitive world?

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She was the wife of the richest businessman in the country with the reputation of nothing but trash. She was labeled as a rebellious brat, shameless lazy woman. When she opened her eyes one day, she found herself in some strange world.

Holy Sh *t!

She became the Empress of the Ji Dynasty. Can the rebellious, shameless lazy woman adjust to the cruel, strict palace world? Will she change or change the world instead?

Can the Emperor get used to her being proactive in every single thing? Even in bed? The Emperor dotes on his wife to the point that she feels tired, how can a man be this cute? It’s illegal for men to be this cute.

…

She pushed him on the bed and sat on his body while looking at him with her tempting eyes.

“ Zhao Ming, what..what are you doing?”

“ Shh...Your Majesty, you just need to relax. I will do all the work.” She leaned in and sealed his lips with his moist lips making him crazy for her even more.

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor.
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’‽”

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