MTL - Warlord of Chaos - Chapter 217 track

The world ended.Zombies and monsters rose. Cities crumbled.And Merek? He woke up in the apocalypse with a job that lets him create armor for lingering souls—spirits without bodies, desperate for purpose.Turns out, the dead don’t rest easy. Some are angry. Some vengeful. Others? Just lost. When Merek binds them into steel warframes, they don’t just fight... they evolve.Now, he leads a legion of the undead—ghosts in armor, bound to him by oath and fate.Faction leaders call him mad. Warlords want him dead. And God? If He’s watching, He’s not talking.Merek was supposed to die with everyone else.Instead, he got a support type job no one’s heard of... and a shot at rewriting his pathetic Earth-life.In this world, only the fittest survive.And Merek? He’s got undeads in steel at his side.

[Highlight reminder] ABO text, Alpha has organs, don’t enter if you don’t like it! ! ! ! ! !

The rumored second son of the Guan family was a dude who was known to everyone in Chang’an City. He was born prominently and inherited hundreds of millions of fortunes. He was the next head of the Guan family.
Guan Yunyu, who became a top Alpha at the age of eighteen, hid her identity from everyone, only wanted to be an ordinary little beta, and didn’t want to inherit billions of dollars.
The ambition is to leave the Guan family, to be a rich generation, whoever wants to be a rich second generation!
To become the richest man in Chang’an City, to be the number one prodigal son in Chang’an City, to be a free-spirited little bird without feet, to be happy and happy.
But the matter was wishful, and she had no intention of saving the present His Majesty, but she broke through her identity, and then embarked on a road of no return, with constant slaps in the face.
Before I met Gao Yingmin
Guan Yunyu: Who wants to do this AO thing!
Guan Yunyu: Feelings are so vulgar! Talk about money!
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After meeting Gao Yingmin
Guan Yunyu: Your Majesty, I heard that the treasury is in short supply recently?
Guan Yunyu: How about I donate another one hundred thousand taels? What do you think?
Guan Yunyu: How boring is it to make money if you don’t spend it on your daughter-in-law!

Everyone, don’t swear by the words, just look at the pictures and enjoy the text, the ancient style of writing, follow the path of modern writing~ Don’t pay attention to writing~
Xiaobaiwen~~
Superficially slutty and pure heart attack x Bingshan abstinence subject

ABO private setting:
At the age of eighteen, experience the first differentiation, and then experience the second differentiation.. the grade will be stronger
Ambergris is a forbidden fragrance, a pheromone that no one can smell, except Guan Yunyu
Top-level Omega can be marked Alpha, but also Omega, beta…
Then there are those who have ABO, can have children, and those who have Alpha…

Content tags: New Year’s Eve A Soft Spot Encounter by Fate Shuangwen
Search keywords: Protagonist: Guan Yunyu, Gao Yingmin ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:
One-sentence introduction: I just want to be the second son of beta in peace
Conception: to correct the evil and return to the righteous, the second son of the sun all the way

- Description from novelbuddy

Look, I’m Riven Kael.Twenty-eight, data analyst, zero ambition beyond paying rent and avoiding small talk. My life was spreadsheets, instant ramen, and the occasional ghost I pretended not to see.Then one mandatory company gala, because of course it was mandatory, turned into the universe’s worst prank.I touched a cursed amulet.I just touched it.Next thing I know, I’m waking up in a penthouse that costs more than my entire bloodline, sporting a glowing marriage sigil on my wrist, legally and magically hitched to Azryth Valek.Yes, that Azryth Valek.The CEO of half the planet, a walking sin in a three-piece suit, an ancient demon lord who was literally sealed inside said amulet until I accidentally set him free.He says we’re bound. Separation means both of us die slowly and painfully.Soul-consumption optional but very much on the table if I’m stupid enough to fall for him. Which, newsflash, I am not. I’m not.Shut up.So now I’m living with an unfortunately hot CEO from hell, dodging assassination attempts disguised as corporate mergers, banishing spirits that show up at my desk like unpaid interns, and pretending we’re a power couple for the cameras while he smirks like he knows exactly how much I want to strangle him. Or kiss him. Or both.Brain, we are not doing this.I didn’t sign up for boardroom battles, multiversal rifts, or the terrifying realization that the arrogant demon who ruined my life might be the only one who truly sees me.But here I am. Still complaining, still fighting, still falling, against every shred of common sense, hopelessly, stupidly, irrevocably in love.Because when the universe marries you to the devil, it doesn’t ask for consent.It just hands you the ring.And damn it, I’m keeping it.

A weary historian dies and finds himself in a different world awakened in a life as the notorious young Duke of a southern state. His nation is weakened, his army underfed, and his neighbors revolve around his lands menacingly. No one believes his land is going to hold out until winter.But this newfound duke is no naive simpleton his enemies recollect. He carries with him the experience of centuries of war and empire, of starting and ending monarchies. From Caesar to Napoleon, from the Mongols to world wars, he has learned from each of them—and his strategy is to make history his very own arms.He organizes his smashed levies into well-trained formations, rebuilds his castles, and turns his villages into supply centers. Where others see defeat, he senses opportunity. As he triumphs, rumors spread: of a pennant red as winter snow that shall not go to ground, of a bloody duke who writes his name in gore and flame.Is he a savior who's constructing a new empire, or a tyrant who's going to bring the world to endless war?