MTL - The God of Sky & Earth - Chapter 72 : Yuan virtual powerhouse!

Holo’s life was once a series of relentless hardships—bullies at school, abusive parents, and heartbreak at the hands of those he trusted. After a failed suicide attempt, a mysterious man offers him a deal: help rehabilitate four psychopathic girls, and in return, earn ten million dollars. Desperate and naive, Holo accepts, not realizing the chaos and danger awaiting him.Each girl comes with her own dark tendencies—Trixie, a violent and feral girl who acts on impulse; Scarlet, a master manipulator who delights in breaking people down; Felicia, a dangerously seductive woman battling a sex addiction; and Eleanor, a cold, calculating girl with a desire to watch the world burn. As Holo works to bring out their humanity, the girls become obsessively devoted to him, their love transforming into something darker.

【The No.1 beast taming online novel of 2024, the classic that you absolutely can't miss!】Bai Qi said, “We should approach ferocious beasts with a peaceful attitude and not indiscriminately kill them for personal desires, especially for unrealistic things like skill and bloodline snatching.”Media report: [Bai Qi said:“Kill ferocious beasts, grab skills!”]Bai Qi: “???”---------Bai Qi traveled to a world dominated by beasts and became a student of the Military Science Department. In order to explore the extreme evolution of beasts, he embarked on an abnormal path of evolution with a group of pets who had deviated from the evolution tree.“So…should I choose Mechanical Lady or Beast Ear Lady?”This is a wonderful adventure story about a beast that can evolve infinitely, but it seems that its evolution is not quite right！

Master said, the woman I held in my hands, I must protect for the rest of my life.

[Longevity + Discipleship + No Female Lead + Lighthearted Humor with No Tragic Moments]When his master picks food, he spins the table there;When his master chants spells, he chats without a care;When his master takes rest, he sings a lively song;When his master lies late, he bangs the pot along;His master lives on long, but his life is rather short;His master lays him down on the hillside, as a sort;His master lifts a cup, but he won’t take a drink;His master shares a tale, but he won’t stop to think;His master holds a feast, but he leaves the table wide;His master calls his soul, but he’s nowhere to abide.Spring returns to the hills, with blooms so bright and fair,Yet master and disciple are parted, one in heaven, one elsewhere.