MTL - Dimensional Eroders - Chapter 1046 3rd plague

Five hundred years into the future, animals and plants had mutated into powerful beasts which endangered the human species.

To deal with the situation, the Federal government decided to build academies dedicated to mecha piloting. It marked the beginning of the Mecha Age.

With the help of the mechas, humans would gain the power to fight on equal terms with the beasts.

Years later, Peter was recruited by one of the mecha academies.

He thought that would be his path to become a successful pilot.

However, due to some circumstances, he was only able to choose another course…

The Genetic Warrior course.

As the world was invested in mechas, everyone knew that there was no future for a Genetic Warrior.

The basic concept the circled around Earth was that a human could never defeat a beast without the mecha’s help.

Fortunately, Peter managed to activate a special Divine-Grade Genetic Extraction System.

“Ding! Ant genes detected. Extraction in progress…”

“Ding! Extraction successful. Your strength has been increased by 100 times.”

“Ding! Grasshopper genes detected. Extraction in progress…”

“Ding! Extraction successful. Your leaping ability has been increased by 100 times.”

“Ding! Eagle genes detected. Extraction in progress…”

“Ding! Extraction successful. Your vision has been increased by 100 times.”

“Ding! Thunder God genes detected. Extraction in progress…”

On that fateful day, a mighty Genetic Warrior was born.

He was able to deflect a missile with his flesh and punch a hole in any mecha. He could even destroy a whole planet if he wanted to.

After being drunk, Lu Qing was unfortunately bound to the No. 537 live broadcast system and dressed as a cannon fodder in the Matthew Xianwen.
On the first night, I was with the most miserable female partner, Xianzun Yu Tang.
[The live room is instantly boiling]
[Excuse me, how does Lu Shen feel? 】
Lu Qing: It’s… quite bald, but not bad.
In order to change the mentally retarded plot and return to reality after reaching 3,000 in the live broadcast room, Lu Qing decided that she had to lick the watchers.
[The live broadcast is in progress, and the gifts are swiped! 】
[Let’s watch Tang Qing CP is sweet and sweet! 】
[Don’t pour glass slag into my mouth, otherwise the review will be deducted! 】
…
No, why is the style of this live studio getting more and more wrong!
after……
The male protagonist healed Yu Tang and became Lu Qing to suck out the poisonous blood from Yu Tang’s body.
The beauty was supposed to be held in the arms of the male protagonist, but instead Lu Qing was called into the room. The always cold person blushed, lowered her eyebrows and called her name: “Aqing.”
Live broadcast room: [Lu Shen is delighted to have won a sweet girl, and he is delighted! ! ! 】
——
Originally thought she had become a small cannon fodder, but overnight, Lu Qing turned into a saint of magic, and was instantly on the opposite side of Yu Tang.
Immortal sects of various factions: “Kill the devil to death!”
Rumor has it that Xianzun Yutang and the demon saintess fought fiercely for three days and three nights in Qianxue Grottoes because of a man, but they both lost and their lives were uncertain.
Zhongxianmen: “Xianzun has the world in his heart, and the demon girl is eager to kill the demon girl. It is true that I am honored by Xianmen!”
Inside the Qianxue Cave Palace
Lu Qing stared at the blushing woman. After a long time, he rolled his eyes and smiled innocently: “Xianzun, do you still like it?”
“Why are you always like this, don’t say such things again, deity-”
“Good, do you like me?”
“like.”

Reading guide: 1v1 double clean;
Cabbage and radishes have their own love, don’t be fierce if you don’t like it, I am also very fierce (Ouch!);
The heroine is a little weak in the early stage, and the fighting power in the later stage is explosive;

Search keywords: protagonist: Lu Qing, Yu Tang ┃ supporting role: pickled fish male protagonist ┃ others:
One sentence introduction: Are you in love, the kind of crazy lights in the whole live broadcast room
Concept: Only after setbacks can you see the six-color rainbow

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