Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain - Chapter 37 - Until when will you act

[By the Author that brought you “Martial God Regressed to Level 2” & “The Swordmaster Who Returned After 1,000 Years”]A year has passed since the world turned into one ruled by hunters, and suddenly, I awakened.But that’s not all.I possess an extra status window that even includes a built-in strategy guide.

In the year 2544, magic and technology are an everyday thing. Humans now have wonderous abilities that transcend the physical laws of the world.Eighteen-year-old Gavin has always been an ordinary human—until a shocking truth shatters his reality. He was found as a baby, the sole survivor of a massacre that wiped out his birth clan. His entire life has been a lie. He’s not human—he’s a werewolf, one of the last of the alpha predators the world sought to destroy.Determined to understand his true nature and protect the one person he’s always loved—Erza O'Malley, his best friend and the woman who has always been his home—Gavin enrolls in a magical academy. But learning to shift is only the beginning. As hidden forces stir and the ghosts of the past resurface, Gavin must decide: will he remain in the shadows, or will he embrace the predator within to fight for a future that was never meant to be his?Perfect for fans of action-packed paranormal fantasy, forbidden love, and a world where magic and science collide.

She, a renowned assassin of the 21st century, actually crossed over to become Su Manor’s most useless good-for-nothing Fourth Miss.

He, Jin Empire’s imperial highness, was an emotionless overbearing demonic tyrant with unrivaled talent.

Everyone knew that she was idiotic and good-for-nothing and bullied her as they pleased. But only he, the overbearing tyrant with the discerning eye, wouldn’t let go of her even if his life depended on it.

For the time being, let’s just see how the stubborn versus stubborn clash and play out in this good show of the chaser and the chased.

My name is Charlemagne Theron, yes, that’s right, that’s the Theron you think of, and Ajan Lor’themar is my younger brother.

Don’t call me Daqiang, or I guarantee you will be beaten to three quarters to death. As a reliable time traveler, I will tell you responsibly, I…

“Charlemagne, what are you muttering, today is the day when my younger brother will inherit the position of Ranger General, you don’t want to be used by Cirvanas and Vereesa Hurry up when the arrow hits your nostril.”

“…Okay, my dear Alleria, here we go.”

When the two walked away holding hands, an imperceptible figure appeared on the spot.

“Brother, I wish you a happy Shura field.”

I am Charlemagne Theron, I have led the people to participate in the orc war, defeated the ancient gods and the second fool, I also fought against the Burning Legion, and I have made contributions to Azeroth , I bring salt for myself.

(PS: Don’t call me Daqiang, unless you want to grow an arrow from a certain key part behind you.)