MTL - Special Forces: Starting With a Full-level Gun Technique - Chapter 263 The action begins! (Second more, 4200 characters large

When he was categorised as an Omega at the age of 13, Rong Yi made a tiny little wish. In the future, he wanted to fall in love with a tall, handsome and elegant Alpha whom he could share a romantic love with, then build a blissful family with him and give birth to many cute babies together.

A few years later, he grew into a tall, handsome and elegant Omega and was passionately pursued by countless admirers of the same gender, while all Alphas backed away from him in face of his superiority.

This was not the life he wanted.

Qing Qin dressed as the cannon fodder character with the same name in the book, is an unlucky man who was imprisoned for a major accident after inheriting the richest man’s family business.

Now, he is about to start the first round of investment competition.

The winner of the competition will inherit the richest man’s 100 billion family business and embark on the road of cannon fodder, while the loser gets 10 million, which was enough for him to enjoy himself.

Qing Qin: “Okay, 1 million loses 1 million, and 10 million loses 10 million. If I don’t lose the game, I will be a dog!”

Seven years later.

Qing Qin is worth 100 billion yuan and is listed on the Forbes Rich List.

The former richest man burst into tears: “I now understand why you refused to compete to be heir in the first place. Even without the protection of your parents, you can create a business empire alone!”

The protagonist confessed to the media: “With all the properties under Lou’s family as a gift. I hope you can agree to my pursuit.”

Qing Qin looked up at the sky and sighed. He could only write sadly in his autobiography: “Really, I didn’t think about making money at first…”

This book became a bestseller. Netizens are happy to play along–

“Actually, I don’t plan to make money.”

“It’s not that I make money, but that money put itself into my arms.”

“Damn money, go away!”

- Description from Novelupdates

Lu Yu came to a strange beast-monitoring world where evil gods peeped in and ancient taboos revived from the depths of time.

In this world, birds, beasts, mountains, rivers, and even elements can be born and turned into pet beasts spiritually. Among them, the powerful ones themselves are ecological niches, radiating out ecological secrets such as the secret realm of the underworld, the kingdom of bones, the lair of succubi, and the kingdom of heavenly trees, giving birth to countless Dependents.

The beast master makes a contract with the beast, cultivates it, and controls the spirituality.

After witnessing the [Forbidden Sun] incident, Lu Yu gained the ability to extract materials from all things in the world and edit [Secret Food].

Evolve the secret food, with [Broken Twilight World] + [Ancient Dragon Dead Egg] = Final Banquet, after the royal beast eats it, it evolves into the Final Dragon God, the twilight realm erodes the world, and becomes the God of Doomsday.

The skill secret food is the skill of controlling beasts to plunder all things, to become omniscient and omnipotent, to sacrifice secret food to intercept taboo time, to sacrifice ancient existence, and to blaspheme the gods.

And his style of painting the beast has also become weird.

There is the dream of weaving all living beings, the spider shadow that entwines the ancient dragon with spider silk, and the Crimson Lord that pollutes the multiverse, and there is the Devourer of Worlds that feeds on the world…

In this regard, he explained: “My beast masters are just a little weird, they are really not evil gods!”

- Description from novelbuddy

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.