MTL - After Being Kicked Out of a Wealthy Family, She Became a Fake Daughter and Shocked the World - Chapter 634 What did you call me? Mokawa.

Every novel has a slag character, the one who decides to abandon the protagonist at his lowest, most helpless point, either because he can’t stand the poor guy’s circumstances or for other reasons. But after the protagonist wins his way in life again, they’re the ones who beg with broken sobs to be taken back.

Still, water once spilled can’t be recovered again.

Yet the unlucky Shen Jiayan has been bound to a Water Recovery* System to do just that.

*water recovery – comes from an idiom that means “spilled water can’t be recovered” (English equivalent: there’s no use crying over spilt milk).

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From brewing whiskey out of car tires to brewing immortal potions just because they are tasty.Regressed from a world where the only issue technology failed to solve was boredom, Theo, an adept nanomancer and master brewer, finds himself in the literal shoes of magic academy's trash teacher.Cultivation? Magic? Martial arts? Craftsmanship?No.Now is the time for this world's first Nanomancer to rise and establish alchemy as the fifth great subject for others to follow!

Lin Luo was originally an ordinary college student. But once she crossed over, she came into the land of beasts, where the primitive forest is full of danger.

However, she met all kinds of beautiful men of different races to protect her, and got a lot of love.

Lin Luo: “Uh, different races can have children? Don’t be ridiculous. Interracial love is impossible to have results.”

A group of beautiful men: “As long as you’re willing, you can have results.”

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The maniac who was crazy about all kinds of fields such as military and steampunk had been reincarnated.

However, his father was King Sejong the Great?

The mania-wise king and his crazy maniac son.

Along with the ministers, and countless humans who were getting exploited.

Even today, the night of Joseon was filled with the light of overtime.