MTL - Beloved Marriage in High Society - Chapter 17

BLURB> He was reborn by mistake. Raised with purpose. Loved by a god. Worshipped by monsters. And the galaxy doesn’t stand a fucking chance.Irvine’s soul took one wrong turn through the wheel of karma and woke up in a body grown by an intergalactic hivemind goddess with boundary issues and galaxy-sized ambition. Now he’s the golden child of a psychic swarm that feeds on control and burns whole worlds for affection.With Crystal at the helm, warriors like Kimchi, relic-weapons like Kiya, and a council of psionic horrors eager to call him king, Irvine must choose what kind of god he wants to be.Because when a hivemind learns to love......it doesn’t know when to stop.The universe will kneel—or get devoured trying.SYNOPSISIrvine didn’t ask to be reincarnated, but the cosmos had other plans. And it didn’t hand him a cheat code or a clean slate—just one random boon, selected by an uncaring divine roulette wheel.Good karma? Bad karma? Balanced as all fuck.Now he's reborn in the body of a psionically tuned alien hybrid, raised from psychic infancy by Crystal, the hivemind queen of a race so advanced they’ve abandoned individuality for shared omniscience. All except her baby boy.Irvine is the singularity inside the swarm, the first soul allowed to think, dream, and desire independently. Trained by warriors like Kimchi, advised by bio-symbiotes like Kiya, loved ferociously by hive sisters like Diane, and shadowed by powers ancient and unnamed, Irvine is both weapon and wielder, saint and sacrifice.But empires don’t run on hugs and handjobs. As Crystal expands her dominion—across star systems and sentient nebulae—Irvine must lead the charge through blood, fire, and psionic flame.His soul is still human. His body? Engineered for extinction. His heart? Not entirely his anymore.

In a vast fantasy world where countless dangers lurk for humans and demi-humans alike, no creature is more fearsome or powerful than the Dragons, proud, intelligent beasts who stand at the very peak of existence.Dragons do not fight for kings or armies. They are the purest manifestation of nature’s fury and brutality, beings born to stand alone. Yet even such creatures seek a connection, a single partner chosen only once in their lifetime, bound through a unique Pact that links body and soul as one.Those chosen are no ordinary individuals. Dragon Riders soar through the skies atop their mighty companions, dominating land and air alike with powers of overwhelming magnitude. Thus begins a ruthless race between peoples and nations, each striving to secure the loyalty of the most powerful Dragon Riders the world can produce.This is the story of Theo, a noble whose family was brutally murdered, leaving him orphaned and alone as a child. Now a young man, his gaze turns toward the Royal Academy of Dragon Riders of the Empire of the Four Kingdoms, for nothing could serve vengeance better than a creature that embodies the raw fury of nature itself.But while Theo’s steps are driven by revenge, his journey will be filled with both intriguing allies and cruel enemies. And in his search for a battle companion, he will discover something far more precious, because the same mythical beast capable of terrorizing the skies and the land also holds another side, one far more unexpected than anyone could imagine.

Luo Qing Chen is a wandering spirit that died thirty thousand years ago, roaming the Chaos Space

In order to not turn into dust, she is bound by an ice cold system to travel through time and space to complete missions.

Girls that pretend to be weak?  Slap them without explaining.

A silly cannon fodder?  Helping them amass treasures.

Meeting a real male god?  All of them will pamper.

System: Dear masters, what do I do if my host even dares bully the heavens?  Waiting for an answer, it’s urgent!

A certain male god: Change systems.

System: ヽ〔?Д?〕丿

He is the heir of Di Hao Group; decisive, cold-blooded yet dotes on his wife a little too much.

“Husband, I think I want to rear a pet. What do you think we should rear?”

“Rear you.”

“Husband, I want to change bed sheets. Which material do you think is the most comfortable to sleep on?”

“You.”

“………”

Zhuang Nai Nai: Can’t he speak properly for once?

One day, somebody asked the man, “Why are you always the first one to bow your head every time you two fight?”

Si Zheng Ting: “I am 185 cm, she is 165 cm. Of course I have to bow down to speak to her.”

To put it short, this is a story about a black-belly president, his wife and their effort to conceive children after marriage.

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