MTL - I Wasn’t Born Lucky - Chapter 132

Hyde arrives in a doomed world with nothing but his body and fragmented knowledge of the future from a game he once played. He has no grand ambition—why try to save a world already destined to fall? Survival is enough.That is, until he discovers his sister is also transported into that world.However, only he hears the Melody of Nightingale and receives the power to survive.[You have established a connection with The Forgotten Hollow.]Awakening as a Resonant—an elite group with supernatural abilities—he is thrust into a conflict between two worlds. Armed with the authority of space and time, he vows to protect his powerless sister at all cost, even if he has to fight against the Mirage creatures, other Resonants, or even Gods themselves.

In order to seize the opportunity, the four-year-old Ayu was thrown into the deep mountain after the blizzard.

Fortunately, kindhearted people took it in.

The Wang family is so poor, sick, disabled, and indebted, but from top to bottom, they dote on her like a jewel.

Everyone said that the Wang family picked up a money-losing item, and sooner or later they would finish the game together!

Unexpectedly, this group pet doll is really a small blessing.

Xiao Ayu took out his small pocket and smiled sweetly: Portable Space, Super Spiritual Spring, Spirit-Testing Treasure Mouse, Ayu has everything you want!

There is revenge for revenge, there is revenge for kindness.

This blessing is incredible. He is not only a small farmer, but also a small business expert. He can also open an academy, open a sea trade, and establish a noble kindergarten. He has earned the favor of all the staff!

Watch the group Chong Fubao turn around and take the family to the pinnacle of life!

The time-travel girl and the villains were dumbfounded: it turned out that they were the ones who missed the golden finger!

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Necromancer】, Originating from ancient Europe, these mysterious wizards were often male, knowing how to summon and enslave the souls of the deceased to create undead creatures. Usually, those who practiced this craft had frail bodies, pale complexions, and twisted psyches, shunning and distrusting others. Some, who mastered the art, could even trade their flesh for an immortal Lich’s life. But can someone tell me how to practice the art of necromancy in the 21st century? In a law-abiding society, I can’t even get a skeleton! Misumi Mikoto: Doctor Chen, come quickly and help me examine this body; I can’t find the cause of death! Jounouchi Hiromi: Doctor Chen, come check on this patient first; what exactly is wrong with him?