MTL - Pirates: Fire Dragon Roar - Chapter 32 Maid Development Program

[A Lucky Spendthrift FMC VS A Scheming, Black-Bellied MLC | Historical Setting | Everyone's Darling]The irresistibly cute Tanya Thorne transmigrated into a historical novel as the foolish and clumsy female side character. Her father is a menacing figure who scares the neighbor's kids into silence, her mother is a domineering shrew unmatched in cursing out the entire production brigade, and her three older brothers are local tyrants feared by everyone in Karen Ford and the surrounding hundred miles.But in front of Tanya Thorne, they all turn into mild-tempered little lambs, only wanting to dote on her, dote on her, and dote on her some more.In order to change the tragic fate of her family in the book, Tanya Thorne works hard to set her three wayward brothers back on the right path.“Eldest Brother, the teacher is so fierce. Can you teach me instead?”“Second Brother, I'm in such poor health. It would be great if I had a genius doctor for a brother.” Tanya Thorne patted her chubby belly, her conscience not bothering her in the least.“Third Brother, I want to eat lots and lots of meat, but that costs lots and lots of money.”And so, the three tyrants of the Thorne family suddenly one day beat up and drove away their good-for-nothing friends and began to strive for success, all just to avoid disappointing their precious little sister.Just setting her brothers straight isn't enough. Tanya Thorne decides to latch onto the coattails of the future big boss. Right now, he is still a pitiful little wolf cub, and she must feed the future big boss.“Mr. Hawthorne, have some candy.”“Mr. Hawthorne, have some pastries.”“Mr. Hawthorne, have some meat.”...But one day, the big boss refused her offerings, and even gave her an enigmatic, mysterious smile. His dangerous gaze made Tanya Thorne blush.Oh my... How embarrassing![Super Sweet + Extremely Satisfying + Heartwarming + Double Clean]

Su Yang was an average university student in Shanghai when he received a system that allowed him to add points to things. The point system provided him with missions and by clearing them, he would gain points.

home until two massive figures appeared a few distance away from him battling for the rulership of the third seat of hellfire canyon“why did you teleport us here” one of the massive figures spoke furiously to his adversary“I wanted to teleport us here but felt a spiritual qi here in the boy and it made teleporting us here easier”“you want to kill us and give our powers to him ,I won't go down without a fight you know”.*******His body holds the divine energies of two gods. His comprehensive abilities are off the charts.And he was an ancient primordial being since the beginning of the universe. His name was Fate, and his body was dismembered and shared among the gods while his soul was dispersed and left in the mortal realms.

How does it feel to lose your parents at the tender age of four?Imagine the trauma, the psychological scars. Now, take it a step further—what if they died right in front of you?That was Kael’s reality. As a young boy, he watched his parents perish while desperately protecting a golden coin.At the time, Kael had no idea of its significance. He only knew that their deaths were tied to it.Fleeing from his father’s murderers, he was forced to survive on the unforgiving streets, learning to fight, steal, and endure.Twelve years later, he had transformed into one of the deadliest assassins the world had ever known.He had no official title. No known employer. No traceable identity. Just a calling card.They called him The Coin Flipper.Not because he left his mark, but because after every kill—just as the body hit the ground, as the last breath escaped—he would flip a coin.No one knew why. Some believed it was mockery, a cruel reminder that fate had turned against them. Others thought it was ritual.But what they didn’t know was that each coin held power—literal currency of the Core System embedded in Kael’s soul.Every kill earned him millions. Digital fortunes funneled into off-grid accounts with each confirmed target. Blood turned into bounty, pain into profit.And one thing was certain: if you saw the glint of a coin spinning through the air, death had already found you.