MTL - Mixed Miners - Chapter 1932 Unprepared

An absurd death at the peak of his career drags Dravin to a parallel world, where he is transmigrated into the body of a man with the same name and face as his own.He used to read webnovels about dragon reincarnation. So he never expects that in this new world, all he has to do is just be himself.Sounds like a dream, right? A second chance at life just for being yourself.But no, not quite. He has to cook delicious meals and serve them to humans possessed by demons.On top of that, Dravin must raise the Pleasure Index of a new world isolated from entertainment so they can be immune to demon attacks.Cooking is his passion, being a chef influencer is his job.Now, hunting demons would be his nightmare come true, or... could it be a wonderful dream, too?***[Chef, please unlock the secret recipe for a broken heart from a cheating partner]“Huh, it seems like curry noodles? Wait... what is this serenity capsule ingredient?”[That's from the tears of Asmodeus, the demon of lust and anger.]“What? How to get that?”[By not having lustful thoughts for 33 days.]“...”

In Widow Village, by a stroke of fate, one gains the inheritance of a divine physician. From then on, every endeavor becomes successful, indulging freely in the joys of life.

Born naturally defective but possessed by the spirit of a divine dragon. Inheriting the divine dragon’s will and power, growing scales and magical claws, imperial waters containing the breath of the dragon, travelling through clouds and summoning rain, an invincible physical body. In this world and era, countless men dream of slaying dragons. Li Mu Yang has always lived a hard life.

“Wen Wenyao is so good-looking, don’t you feel moved?”

The system began to doubt…

Song Nanqiao: “No… I don’t…”

System: “But your match value with her is 100%, you will definitely like her…”

Song Nanqiao: “I don’t!”

Song Nanqiao is all about study and work, not about love

But Song Nanqiao slowly discovered that the heroine was quietly paying attention to her.

One night, Wen Wenyao grabbed the corner of her coat, deliberated, and said shyly, “Did you used to…liked me…”

Song Nanqiao: “Ah…that…used to like, but now probably not.”

Wen Wenyao took her hand and whispered in her ear, “But I’ve liked you for a long time…I like you so much…Can you give me a chance to chase you?”

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