MTL - Global Gaowu - v2 Chapter 1225 Lost (ten to subscribe)

Being a doctor is hard. You need to go through four years of college and four years of phd, costing eight good years of your life and a giant amount of money, but still become a normal people. What else can you do? Well, someone has an answer. With a little luck, one can easily become the peerless divine doctor better than anyone in the city!

Rotten! Rotten! Rotten!
Yin Li was fired by the company and dumped by her boyfriend. When she woke up, she found that she had traveled to the orc world. He thought that with the brains of modern urbanites, he could make a fortune, but he found that courtship alone was enough to stumped him.
The blond lion orc likes bamboo horses, and the black-haired and yellow-skinned black bear orc has long been engaged… Looking left and right, only the hyena orc who looks exactly like his ex-boyfriend sends a “signal” of love to him.
However, it is rare to come to another world, but also to eat grass? Yin Li said: “Ugly refused!”

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Year 2035. The virtual reality game, Warlord, changed the world. An Jaehyun was one of the many who wished to change his life through the game. After dedicating his life to the game, he was met with a betrayal. A betrayal by his comrades. As a result, he lost everything. But a chance was given to him. A chance to redo everything again! “I won’t play with others ever again. Whatever the outcome, I’ll show that I can do it alone.” Others rolled a dice to split the spoils of victory. An Jaehyun ate it all by himself. It was the start of An Jaehyun’s solo game life.

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned.When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation.“Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac.“Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.”Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier.But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more.”The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?