MTL - Great Voyage: the Strongest Clone System - Chapter 268

“Honey, be good…Give me your phone…”

“No, no!” The internet-addict girl clutched onto her phone, determined not to give him.

The handsome and noble man slightly sighed. He lowered his body to hug the girl.

“You’re not listening again, hm?” She immediately handed her phone over cowardly as he said so in a clear and distinct voice.

He was the eminent and noble Master Li, a powerful figure in the business world.

She was just from a normal family that suffered from her stepmother’s schemes, a pitiful girl.

An accident made him appear in her world.

Since then, everyone in S City knew that Master Li had a treasure and cherished her dearly. He feared that she might be wronged in the tiniest bit. He will personally tutor her in her studies, personally be her training partner in video games, and even reserve the movie theaters for her movies.

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“Jiang Fan, I regret it!”When Xu Yining realized that the useless fiancé she would rather die than marry had taken her sister as his wife and transformed her into a powerful empress, she was filled with regret.If she could do it all over again, she definitely wouldn't have petulantly let her sister marry in her stead!

“I have a home to go back to.”

Mori Tenko is the self-proclaimed ace of the going-home club. He tries to set a new record on his usual route home from school, but gets hit by a truck when he tries to save a strange puppy.

Then he’s picked up by a fat old man who calls himself a god, and is sent to a different world called Veriathes, where swords, magic, and skills rule the world, and where he is told to live out his life cheerfully and happily.

As soon as he arrives there, Norimi is subjected to a harsh baptism. Realizing that the world is not easy, he throws himself into battle, training himself to survive and protect his place in the world.

This is the story of a young man who later became known as the Lord of the Deep Temple and shook the world.

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The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”