MTL - The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter - Chapter 802 Rely on craftsmanship to eat, talk about quality

Transmigrated into a trash body of general's daughter as female lead? Peh! Too mainstream! Transmigrated to be a villainess? Common! What about transmigrating and ending up as cannon fodder? Have read it before!

AN 18+ ALPHA MAFIA SERIESBOOK 1# CAPTIVE MATEBOOK 2# RUNAWAY MATEBOOK 3# DANGEROUS MATE-+-Caspian is the heir to Moonstone Pack but when his parents die, he’s cheated out of his birthright and treated like a prisoner. He decides to leave, running off to Haines City to start a new life.His plans are instantly cut short when he's kidnapped and auctioned off, and he is bought by none other than one of the Mafia Kings running the city, Asher Knight.-+-Asher shrugged his coat off, the heavy outfit falling to the ground with an audible thud.Caspian watched this happen in apprehension, Mafia King Asher had looked huge with the coat on, and with the coat off, there wasn’t much of a difference.“Come here,” He ordered calmly, the earrings in his ears visible with his dark red hair slicked back.Caspian shook his head again, he had no intention of speaking, ever. Because that would only give away his gender.“I don’t like to repeat myself, Omega.” His voice darkened.Caspian’s heart thudded painfully in his chest in fear, he really didn’t want to get anywhere near the Alpha.He eyed the window longingly before forcing himself to take a step forward, then another, and another…+-THIS IS AN 18+ MAFIA STORY SO IT WILL INCLUDE VIOLENT AND MATURE THEMES, READ WITH CAUTION.

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Cold-blooded competition, warm daily life, clouds of beauties, all brothers, isn’t that pretty?

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(Immortal Cultivation+Meeting a Perfect Match+Shura Field+Invincible Flow+Upgrade Flow+Playing the Pig and Eating the Tiger)—What is cultivation? When I think back to the past, cultivation was, as a baby, kicking my legs over and over again—kicking on the bed, kicking on the ground, kicking every single day. Cultivation was, as I grew older, swinging my sword again and again—slashing here, cutting there. Cultivation became, as I matured, the repeated harmony of yin and yang—busy tonight, and busy again tomorrow night. … My name is Xu Ming. I have never cared about the stipends given to me by those sect masters, noble ladies, or princesses.I said to her, “Can you give me a room closer to yours? I need to report my work to you at any moment.” Even if I accomplish nothing every day, I just want to watch how she cultivates. I…