MTL - The Mightiest Leveling System - Chapter 8 I am willing to take my life

I just want to be different, no one can guess what I want to do, the more mysterious the more powerful.

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“Dane?” “Yeah, the bastard whose head I smashed with a fire extinguisher.” Grayson Miller, whose life goal is to meet his destined partner just like his Papa and Daddy who gave birth to him. However, even after dating countless people, he hasn’t found the right one. Desperate, he even sought out a renowned shaman, who told him that his destined partner was someone connected to ‘fire’ and has ‘big breasts’. Doubtful, but still pondering how to make the connection, he attends a pheromone party where a sudden fire breaks out. While toying with the omegas and spreading his pheromones left and right, he suddenly lost consciousness after having his pheromones controlled by a certain Extreme Omega. After waking up, Grayson realize that his destined partner might be working at the fire station, and with his father’s help, he gets a job there through connections. However, from the very first day, he gets into a physical fight with the firefighters who were keeping him in check, and among them, he also gets particularly entangled with that Dane Striker bastard…….

After acquiring financial power, Shen Yuan had become the target of their spoken and written censure... Alternative titles of this book are “After Financial Freedom, They Offered Their Loyalty” and “Life Winner, I Have Multiple NPCs” There are some things you know. You will never regret opening this book...

She died in her prime as the Queen of Song.

After being reincarnated, she becomes a simple trainee.

Losing her former glory? It doesn’t matter—no one can compete with her voice as a beautiful singer.

Mocked by her lowly birth? It doesn’t matter—her true identity is enough to make the whole world tremble.

She owes huge debts? It doesn’t matter…

A powerful boss once whispered to her, “Your debt will disappear if you become my woman.”

But the proud her would reply, “I’m sorry. I would sell my art, but not myself.”