MTL - Cosmic Trading System - Chapter 69 Killing chickens and monkeys?

Lee Se-Hoon, the blacksmith of humanity’s last desperate united force, fought against the demons until the very end. However, the result was mutual destruction, with the world coming to an end. The moment he took his own life over that futile conclusion—

“…What is this?”

He had regressed to his days as a candidate at the hero training institution, Babel Academy. Having obtained a second chance, he swore to use anything as material to gain victory this time. Anything at all!

According to Jianghu rumors, the following levels for Mei Zihan’s fans are:

After watching one of his local dramas, they are passersby fans; after watching ten, they are true love fans; after watching all of them, they are fans of the ultimate ashes. But on the way to upgrade fan status, most do not go from passersby fans to true love fans. Instead, the transformation is the blackening of a fan.

Mei Zihan has a glorious name, but he often acts in soap opera with bitter mother-in-law conflicts and anti Japanese war drama. Before meeting Jiang Ying, Mei Zihan’s biggest wish was to become a middle-aged handsome uncle. After meeting him, he was forced to act in the theatre group and go home to practice. What kind of acting do you need for a show that causes brain damage? It’s good enough to live. Honey, I really can’t act!

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He was once a presence in the assassin world that made people tremble at the mere mention, and had retired from the assassin world for many years to live in the mountains with his master, teasing nuns and practicing martial arts every day, leading a leisurely life, having washed away all traces of his murderous aura.However, when the old man asked him to come down the mountain to protect a woman, it gradually tore away the mysterious layers of Ye Qiu's demeanor.His skills were extraordinary, and he possessed a long-lost technique of acupuncture.He was both righteous and evil, attracting countless beauties to fall in love with him.What was even more mysterious was that he had a pair of “Supernatural Insight Eyes,” seeing through everything.

When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadow began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallowing saliva. Hunger is the best spur.