Beast Evolution - Chapter 181 181 Second Scroll

Despite being the ruler of a nation, nobody was willing to marry the vicious man with a bloodlust.

Betrayed. Alone. Forced to survive the deadliest dungeon in the universe. As a Tulland dreamed of adventure. To be someone who sees every-place, goes every-where, and does every-thing. All he wanted was to go beyond the confines of his tiny island. So, when the Church denied him a class, he turned to the only other being that could grant him his wish; The System. And the System delivered. Tulland got Class, but not one he ever wished for. Awakening as a Farmer, he finds himself in the one place where he can grow away from the clutches of the Church — The Infinite; a dungeon whose end even heroes of old have never seen. Armed with what dregs of power the System deigned to give him, Tulland will have to figure out how to survive, and cultivate, the universe’s deadliest dungeon. Expect: + Progression fantasy with actual farming! + A very stubborn MC + Combat! Action! Plants!

This is the story of a smart and beautiful young lady Yuan, who step by step conquered Chang’an’s number one golden bachelor, and make him to go from “totally ignore” to “punching his own face every day”.

Yuan Ci Xian dreamed that she was given death by the old emperor many years later and became a bridge stone.

Waking up and remembering the fear of being under the sole of feet of others, she was determined to find a backer.

After being pointed out by a certain advisor to “cater to other people’s preference”, Yuan Ci Xian picked up the brush and wrote a love poem for the future Imperial Teacher to show her infatuation.

When Lu Shiqing saw the poem, he vomited three liters of blood, and angrily rushed into the boudoir of Yuan Mansion.

He taught her to cater to other people’s preference, but she actually thought he like poetry?

Obviously what he like is…!

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All I ever wanted was for famous detectives like Sherlock Holmes or Arsène Lupin to appear in my dreams and share their wisdom. But instead, why am I hearing the voices of notorious serial killers in my head, guiding me to solve a string of mysterious cases?