MTL - Pursuing Immortality - Chapter 831 1 dream

Li Muyang had transmigrated, and the good news was that he had a system. The bad news was that this system could only be used to play games. Oh well, if it’s playing games, then so be it. It’s better than having nothing. In the game, he was powerful and mysterious, causing the extraordinary fairies to be shaken to their core. Since it’s just a game, there’s no problem in aiming for the full compendium route, right? It wasn’t until one day that the fairies from the game showed up at his door that Li Muyang was truly startled. What was supposed to be just a game, how did it become real? “So... listen to my excuse!” I was really just playing a game!!

“The sky was as clear as a wash, the sun radiated over the mountains and forests, and the entire world appeared tranquil, carrying a unique sense of stillness.Watching a person wearing a sexy tiger-print miniskirt, holding a stick, leading a group of more than ten people shouting as they chased after the leader of a fur-covered rhinoceros, Han Cheng couldn’t help but bring his slightly curled right hand to his slightly open mouth and once again exclaimed, ‘Oh my goodness!’(No system, no space, no cheating through crossing over, purely original primitive farming, without elements like cultivating immortality, for readers who enjoy a relaxed farming story, please read at ease.)”

Front Page is “NAÍNDRA NUXINUS - CADET CUNN-69”.The world is dangerous, yet, there is beauty in the chaos if you learn how to appreciate it.The “Imperishable”, Entities Above Everything Else, understood this undeniable truth eons ago, gifting to the Mortals a few tools to overcome the challenges across their lives.With this, amusing their own boring existences, looking with enthusiasm what new story could unfold, or if the same mistakes would be done once again but by a different person.The First Gift, is “Shards”, called “Cards” by some, this otorgue instant rewards when you exchange them in an “Imperishable Monolith”.The Second Gift, is the mentioned structure, capable of craft almost anything if you have the recipe, blueprint and the required materials and ingredients, a true aberration depending on who you ask.The Third Gift, is the “Perennence”, with a 100 you won't Die if you are slain, you simply would “Respawn” in a “Memory Hall”, making you partially Immortal, because as long as you have 1 of Perennence, you wouldn't be really dead, and someone else can “Revive” you by providing the missing resource.However, this comes with a drawback, you become a “Servant” of the person or thing that save your life, at least until you repay the Perennence plus an Interest of 50%.The Fourth Gift, is “The Memory Hall”, unfortunately, they had an evil twin, “The Howling Wall”, which are created in places that had seen too many “Take Downs” in a short span of time; Differently to the prodigal twin, you must have a minimum of 25 Perennence to be Respawned, otherwise, at best, you become an Immaterial entity, similar to a ghost, if not, a mindless beast or a simple Drone for a Hive Mind is not far fetched.Lastly, The Fifth Gift, is divided in three concepts, “Repercussion”, “Traits” and “Work”, being the last, one of the most unfair of all the Gifts, as you can't change your Work under any circumstances, which applies even for “The Imperishable”.But the Gifts don't come for free, as they attract a series of weird creatures from unknown territories, sprouting the so called “Graveyards”, “Factories”, “Hives”, “Nests”, “Lairs”, “Crops” and “Farms” across the entire world of “Leathemnur”.NO CHEATSNO PLOT ARMORNO VANILLA EASY LIFEDON'T GET FOOLED BY THE STARTA FAIR SHARE OF:ACTIONBEAUTIESMYSTERIESA WHOLE LOT OF:SMUTBONDINGINDECENCYCOMMENT FOR:KINKSDOUBTSSUGGESTIONS

Elia is a poor university student until the night she’s taken to the world of the Anima—ruled by humans whose ancient hearts pulse with the blood of animals. There she’s forced into a battle to the death. But when Elia survives, and refuses to kill her final opponent, the King must either kill Elia himself, or take her as his mate.

Reth, the brutal King of the Beasts with the blood of lions, shocks everyone when he chooses the weak, human Elia to become his Queen. He promises her every comfort of his wealth and position—but he is clear: She will not warm his bed. He chose her to defeat those that were trying to corner him into blending his Leonine line with the Wolves.

Elia needs the help of the Anima to become stronger and rule them well. But the vengeful Wolves see only a weak human that brought them shame. As Elia and Reth grow closer, the wolves are determined to destroy her. Will Reth and Elia admit their feelings for each in time to fight for the Kingdom—and their lives—against the villainous wolf-tribe? Or will the wolves kill Elia and steal the throne?

[Mature content - no sexual violence]

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He stalked towards her, chin low so the shadow cast by his hard jaw cut across the thick fur collar of his vest. His hair had fallen over his eyes in the scuffle, so he peered at her through it like a lion in the grass. With each step, his graceful, rolling gait reminded her of a predator stalking its prey. Despite the forest floor littered in twigs and leaves, he didn’t make a sound.

“Wh-who are you?” Elia stammered, backing away, her hands up. He met her step for step until she came up hard against the tree behind her—and didn’t stop until he loomed over her, so broad his shoulders and chest made a wall in front of her. She could feel the heat rising off his skin in the cool, night air.

“I am the Leonine King.” His voice was a dark, husky gravel. Behind him a chorus of wheezes, howls, and chirps of agreement rose from the people watching. “And you are?”

“Elia,” she breathed.

“Elia,” he growled, leaning in closer, bringing with him the scent of pine and rain and the musk of something distinctly male. “I am Reth.” He said the name with a strange, guttural roll in his throat. “I am King of Beasts. I am Clan Leader, and I am Alpha of WildWood.” Several snarls rose from the crowds behind him then, but he ignored them.

Elia swallowed as he leaned in until the scruff on his jaw rasped her cheek. “I am the King,” he said, “And you will be my mate.”

The forest behind him erupted.