MTL - The Salty Little Cannon Fodder Was Targeted By the Prince - Chapter 220 Warning from the Princess

“Darling, I love you…” He was the heir to the consortium and she had just divorced. The day she was divorced, she was kidnapped and forced to be the doctor in charge of his case. To add insult to injury, this man would sleepwalk to her bed every two to three days… another headache!

Yo, it's The Unseen Scroll, had this plan since last year, and as a part of my new year resulotion, I had to post it, or I was a coward, a weakling. Anyway thanks for reading, I hope you like it, Happy New Year.Immortal. Lazy. Unbothered.After winning a glitched cosmic lottery, Zeke is reborn with an immortality skill and a system that gifts him absurd powers at random. Now he’s stuck in a world of deadly Towers, dungeon breaks, and overpowered Hunters—all he wants is to sleep in.Too bad the universe has other plans.A comedic LitRPG isekai for fans of overpowered MCs who can’t be bothered to save the world.

Martial Arts Grandmaster，who achieved the limit of human body, can fight a hundred foes alone as the founder of styles and schools. Yet, they could only reign supreme in ancient times. But the Immortals... Flying on the wind without relying on, they travel through the Azure Void, heading to the Northern Sea by dawn and reaching Cangwu Realm by dusk. Feeding on the wind and drinking the dew, transcending the mundane world, wandering freely with eternal life. That is humanity’s ultimate romance. Are Immortals fictional? Do they not exist in the real world? The outcome depends on the individual! The Martial Path was originally a defiance of the heavens, surpassing limits, turning the impossible into possible! So, what is wrong with desiring to become a Human Immortal, journeying to the Northern Sea Star by morning and reaching the Cangwu Realm by dusk? This is the story of someone in the modern world of martial arts who, armed with just a bit of informational advantage, ultimately became a Human Immortal and shattered stars with a single punch.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

—— Dickens《A Tale of Two Cities》

I made myself a ghost back to life from death, with hatred in my bones and conspiracy brewed for years, sinking into the marsh, into the abyss. All I want is to bury the rotten roots, growing thistles and thorns which can kill like upas, to stab into the hypocritical civilization.

In the bottom of the muck……I found my lucida.

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