MTL - As Superman’s Younger Brother, I Became a Native of the Motherland - Chapter 30

The uncanny Dao of heaven, the abnormal immortal and buddha, is it true? Is it false? Lost in confusion, Li Huowang can not distinguish.

However, it wasn’t just these that he cannot distinguish, but also himself. He’s sick. He’s very sick.

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She was once a revered divine doctor but was betrayed and framed by a jealous senior sister, resulting in her soul transmigrating to another world.In a strange world, with her emaciated body, a poor family, a kind but bullied disabled father, and malicious relatives.An accident granted her the divine eyes, allowing her to not only see people's past and predict their future but also to discern the condition of their bodies.Even more peculiar was the worn bracelet on her hand, which turned out to be a space artifact from ancient times.The world was vast, and there were many eccentrics who ridiculed her family's status, unaware that in secrecy, she was a mysterious figure whom countless influential figures wanted to invite over for tea.Yet, as she relished the pleasures of being reborn, there were always people trying to provoke her!President Mo, what do you want?!If I can't provoke you, I can always hide from you, right?!

Your virginity has always been mine to take, he said while his fingers gripped the neckline of her gown ready to rip it off. Her teary eyes widened in shock at his declaration, and she forgot to breathe. All the colours drained from her face as she froze frightened.

She was meant to be his forever, but his one mistake turned her love into hatred. He was her Prince Charming, but her hatred turned him into a heartless Villain.

Mistakes and misunderstandings led to heartbreaks.

She doesn't want to be with him anymore, but he doesn't want to let her go, ever.

A Love-Hate relationship between childhood Sweethearts who turned into archenemies by the time they reached adulthood.

Read on to know more about their journey into the roller-coaster ride of LOVE.

Let someone else go to war, you, lucky Austria, go get married! What the god of war can give you, the god of love can also give you.

The smoke of the Napoleonic Wars has dissipated, and the Vienna system that once brought peace to Europe is riddled with holes. Beneath the seemingly peaceful appearance, there is a vortex of the times with undercurrents, the tranquility before the storm.

The air is filled with the steaming mist of sweat, and the choking black smoke makes it hard to breathe. On the elegant dining table, a group of soldiers and fat men in suits are pushing each other, feasting on the feast called the world, hanging on the wall Van Gogh’s self-portrait with waltz in his ears.

Suddenly the music turned into a march, and the picture also turned to the battlefield. Soldiers marched in a neat line, walking towards the machine gun barbed wire.

A shell fell on the ground, and after the smoke passed, countless cavalry rushed to the artillery position.

Accompanied by a loud noise, a wooden plane flew close to the ground, then pulled up rapidly, broke through the clouds, and shone brightly.

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