The Werewolf King's Bride - Chapter 75: The Full Moon (1)

I actually transmigrated while on an IV drip.Born with a weak constitution and a total weakling, even looked down upon when gathering.Physically weak and infertile, males all avoid me on sight.Life in the Beast World is miserable, using stones to wipe my little butt.Fortunately, the System came to be my cheat, and life is no longer miserable.Take some medicine and become awesome, meeting the big shot of the tribe.But my own System's temper, uh…Wu Yue's eyes sparkled: “System, give me a serving of braised pork belly over rice.”System: “Don't have it.”“How about some braised eggplant then?”“Don't have it.”“Steamed buns?”“Don't have it.”Wu Yue took a deep breath: “Then what do you have?”System, aloofly: “I have nothing.”Wu Yue gave a side-eye: “Then what's the use of having you?”System exploded: “I already told you, I'm a life system! A life system! You don't even move a muscle, just sitting here asking for food. In your dreams!!!”The System erupted, Wu Yue cowered...A happy and dorky daily life in the Beast World. Our slogan is: eat our fill, dress warmly, and strive for a comfortable life; happily build a house, and cheerfully stay busy with farming.This author's Beast World stories are all 1V1, so friends, don't hesitate to click and come in!

After getting shot, Lucas, a serial killer, reincarnated into the novel world as a tragic villain with the same name, Lucas Ciffer.

Lucas Ciffer was supposed to be the Holy Kingdom's successor to the throne, but his demonic appearance and the powers he possessed terrified the entire kingdom. A white-haired boy with red eyes and pale skin, together with his dark powers, got persecuted and exiled by his own family. Not to mention that in the future he was destined to die by the hand of the hero.

Lucas fell from holiness, and, with the serial killer's bloodlust and knowledge of the future, he decided to prove the world right.

Yes. I could be a villain; no, in fact, I WILL BE THE VILLAIN.

Ernest Quelt, the alchemist renowned for his unparalleled mastery of alchemy, has perished.But his death wasn't a noble sacrifice in battle, nor the result of a failed expedition—it was a betrayal. The very comrades he trusted most turned on him, driven by envy of his growing power.Yet fate wasn’t entirely cruel. With his final breath, Ernest's gaze fell upon the tube that contained his greatest achievement: a perfect artificial being known as the Homunculus.More than just a vessel resembling a human, this creation harbored the power of a catastrophic beast—one that had once nearly brought the world to ruin.

In the back alleys of the Central Empire, there appears a monster that eats people. And that’s me.