MTL - Addicted to Boundlessly Pampering You - Chapter 37 doubt

The Titans, nearly divine creatures born alongside the most ancient of deities.The dragons, formidable predators at the pinnacle of countless worlds' food chains.Mureya, inheritor of the Titan and Golden Dragon lineage, sits upon the Throne.The red dragons, blue dragons, green dragons... green bronze dragons, red copper dragons, yellow bronze dragons... amethyst dragons, crystal dragons, jade dragons, numerous giant dragons prostrate beneath the throne.Cloud Giants, Mist Giants, Stone Giants, Frost Giants... Storm Giants, Mountain Giants, Tidal Giants... countless Giants kneel before the Throne.The power of the ruler is not merely for slaughter and conquest!PS: One of the protagonist's parents is a Lawful Good Golden Dragon, the other a Lawful Neutral Titan. Thus, the protagonist will be an entity that abhors all forms of evil and despises any semblance of chaos.PS: Inevitably, there are some dark aspects within this book. If you find them distasteful, esteemed readers, please refrain from hastily writing a review.

The high-level face of the fantasy world is the supreme god, the light and darkness dominate the night seven winds, and an accident occurs when opening up a new world.

A body of Tongtian cultivation base was extracted cleanly by the newly created world, and turned into the source of the new world. The supreme divine body degenerated into the baby state when it was just born. , under the protection of the last trace of the law of light and darkness, he fell to the Douluo Continent. By chance, he was rescued by Juyueguan who was out on a mission, and was carried back to Wuhun City by Saint Bibi Dong… .

Ye Qifeng: Dirty things and dog things, don’t ask me why I am targeting you.

because……

Wuhun Temple, I’ll protect it!

Postscript: Some settings in this article are different from those in the original book, including certain time and plot settings, which are subject to this book.

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The arrival of origin ability era. Many berserk beasts spawned. Humans with superpowers blooming like mushrooms. Su Hao is just an ordinary 3rd year high school student who had mastered a lowly grade origin ability named
“Model analysis”.

However, when he was creating a character model in his mind by analyzing the opposing side’s ability, a crazy idea echoed in his mind. What would happen if he creates a model of the entire world? This would imply that he… would be like a God, controlling the world!

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You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.