Emperor of Steel - Chapter 740 - Fierce Defense 1

Back in 1991, in the face of this golden age, Chen Jianghai swears that he will only live in three words in this life: Lin Wanqiu! The story of a reborn person who built an electrical empire and reached the pinnacle of his life!

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Learning crude martial arts had always made Fourth Miss Zhu the laughingstock of Beijing’s elite families. In their eyes, such skills were fit only for common bodyguards.Yet Zhu Changle, who considered herself invincible, felt no shame. On the contrary, she took pride in her abilities.Not everyone could protect their own household, but she could! And exceptionally well at that! She’d even dare to turn the whole of Beijing upside down for the sake of her family’s estate!Don’t believe it? Just try her!

[WARNING: R-18 | Explicit content, graphic violence, and adult scenes]In a vast and dangerous world devastated by the Four Great Ancient Mysteries, who can survive without shattering into pieces? Who would be unlucky enough to face chaos itself?Mitsuki Kirishima is the greatest gamer in history—the absolute best of them all. Behind the screen he is arrogant and sarcastic, a full-fledged hikikomori. In real life, however, he has two small problems. One of them is his appearance: no matter what he does, he looks like a pale girl with dark circles under his eyes!One night he received a strange email. Thinking it was something serious, he ended up accepting a promotion for a mysterious video game called “Crimson Souls.” Big mistake. When he went to sleep that night, he felt something strange. And when he opened his eyes… he was somewhere completely unfamiliar!But that wasn’t even the strangest part—there was a system tattooed on his arm.Now, armed with what seem to be trash-tier abilities, he ventures into the castle of an ancient kingdom long devastated by the Ash. There, he will discover his fate under the title of “King of the Void,” along with potential companions who are completely out of their minds.Ah… and the final problem is that his social skills are practically nonexistent.What will happen to this weak gamer in this new world?NO YURI / NO YAOI / NO NTR

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable.Her therapist called her alexithymic.Unable to understand or describe her own emotions.The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access.“You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—”“I’m not here about the meeting.”…“Ugh.”Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal.Then Elara woke up.Not in her office. Not in a hospital.In a different world. In a different body.She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies.How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead?……“Your Highness, please… ugh…”The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain.“Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips.“Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.”On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists.“Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.”Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared.Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze.