MTL - I Maximize My Item-dropping Rate - Chapter 235 The Palace of Swift Shadows has changed!

Good news: I've transmigrated!Bad news: I've transmigrated into the world of Naruto, filled with freaks and overpowered individuals.Good news: I have a tag-system, and I can even synthesize new tags.[Student]: 100% focus during learning![Self-Discipline]: Hard work can make up for lack of talent. Every effort will yield results, even if they're small. Every little bit adds up to greatness.[Strong and Sturdy]: Energetic and vigorous, with 100% enhanced recovery rate, 100% increased resistance to injuries and illness, and 100% boost to Taijutsu talent![Ninjutsu Expert]: Any ninjutsu hand seal can be reduced to just two seals, and ninjutsu talent is boosted by 100%!Ninjutsu Master, Taijustu Expert, Transformation Master...Looking at the Uchiha and Ōtsutsuki clans, Hoshita Shūichi sneers with disdain: “Hacks? Freaks? You think your hacks are better than mine? More of them? You think you're more of a freak than I am?”---Daily Updates!---Disclaimer: All rights to the original content belong to their respective creators.Author: 大豆之主Original Name: 木叶的词条系忍者Translator & Editor: RedX43Cover Pic: Shizune---

Business tycoon Ji Lingchen swore not to take a wife. He didn’t even have scandals to his name.

Until one day, when a wife was forced upon him, Young Master Ji began a new chapter in his life!

Assistant Jiang: Young Master Ji, Madam trashed Zhang Manor. Ji Lingchen: Get more people to help her out. Assistant Jiang: Uhm…

Ji Lingchen: Wait, has she calmed down? Assistant Jiang: No. Ji Lingchen: Inform the board to start the project of acquiring Zhang Group!

Assistant Jiang: Young Master Ji, Madam beat up Young Master Wei, and now he’s hospitalized. Ji Lingchen: Has she had enough?

Assistant Jiang: Doesn’t seem like it. Ji Lingchen: Let her continue. One day, Ji Lingchen learned that Fang Xiaonuan had gotten into another fight. He slammed the table and got up.

“Fang Xiaonuan, are you asking for a beating?” Fang Xiaonuan retorted, “Darling, you’ve changed. You didn’t use to be this way…”

Ji Lingchen pointed to her protruding belly and said, “You were alone before this!”

To be fighting when she was seven months pregnant not only frightened her opponent, but she also scared the wits out of Ji Lingchen.

Yet, Fang Xiaonuan was feeling pleased that she managed to win without a fight!

Fang Xiaonuan’s anger subsided and she stared at Ji Lingchen with puppy dog eyes as if she had been badly bullied. “

You win. You rascal, can you wait until the little rascal is safely born before you go fighting again?”

When Ye Mo suddenly woke up, he realized that everything around him seemed to have changed: He has been transmigrated into the modern Earth where spiritual energy is scarce. His pretty master from his former world was nowhere to be seen. Most importantly, he found himself in the body of a young man who has been abandoned by his clan for an embarrassing reason…

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Hunter Cha Eui-jae, who was dispatched to seal a rift that appeared over the West Sea, was flung out as soon as he closed the rift. When he came to his senses, he was lying in a garbage dump.Starving, he was drawn like a zombie is to blood to a hangover soup restaurant, where he realized that he had fallen into South Korea, eight years in the future.In this era, disaster alerts notify people of rift openings in advance, ASMR videos of slimes gathered from dungeons were trending, and idle hunters livestream unboxings of A-rank longswords.Unlike the past, where people trembled in fear of an impending apocalypse, the future was surprisingly peaceful, leaving Cha Eui-jae feeling empty. Since things had turned out this way, why not start a second chapter of life as a part-timer at the hangover soup restaurant, rather than being a hunter?“That’s strange.”“…”“Have we met somewhere before?”Cha Eui-jae’s plan to quietly spend his remaining days as the only part-time worker at the decades-old hangover soup restaurant goes awry when he encounters a mysterious, gas-masked individual…