MTL - I’m Not Human - Chapter 39 The thirty-ninth day of not being a man

Bai Yixi accidentally slipped into a book and lived in heaven and earth as a child.

What? ! The sickly little boy who treated her as an enemy when she was little is the hero!

What? ! The boy she bullied and cried when she was a child is the male partner!

What? ! The girl who was deceived from candy when she was a child is the heroine!

Also, she turned out to be a cannon fodder female supporting role. For a moment, Bai Yixi was confused in the wind, and then Yixi ran away decisively.

Three years later, she returned to high school.

Wait, male protagonist, weren’t you from the Eleventh Middle School next door? ?

Wait, male supporting actor, aren’t you gentle with the heroine? ?

Wait, hostess, why are you so jealous of my gaze? ?

Male protagonist: “Is it difficult to love me?”

Male supporting actor: “Without you, what use would I have for this championship?”

A certain Yixi: “Where is my original male lead and supporting actor?!”

Yixi wanted to escape again, but was trapped by a certain boss. The boss’s eyes were dark red and there was a cold smile on his handsome face: “If you run away again, I will die in front of you.”

Bai Yixi shouted: This is not the male protagonist I know. The male protagonist in the novel does not have paranoid and morbid attributes!

Seeing the increasingly darkening male protagonist, Bai Yixi gave in decisively: “Come on, kiss me, don’t be angry!”

ps: 1. The male protagonist has a split personality.

2. It is an extraordinary world with supernatural and fantasy elements.

- Description from novelbuddy

At some point in the 21st century, the Christian God stopped listening to the prayers of humanity. Monsters with colossal strength and endurance began to emerge and humanity entered its darkest period.

A prominent tech mogul from another world, Ye Zhuo, was reborn as the fake daughter of a wealthy family. In the past, the fake dog in the manger was loathed by everyone in her social circle and was notorious for her foul reputation. She was not only an illiterate deadbeat but also an illegitimate daughter who was mocked. “She is not even worthy of being the real daughter’s little finger!” “Illegitimate daughter! Shameless!” In response to that, Ye Zhuo simply chuckled. ‘Heh-heh… fake daughter? Illegitimate child?’ Despite being dealt a bad hand of cards, she could still shake up the world and stir up a storm!

She went from being the fake daughter of a wealthy family to the CEO of a renowned tech company and went from being a deadbeat to a talented girl that everyone envied – from having nothing to being at the top of the world!

Let’s feast our eyes upon how she put on the act of a lifetime!

Elia is a poor university student until the night she’s taken to the world of the Anima—ruled by humans whose ancient hearts pulse with the blood of animals. There she’s forced into a battle to the death. But when Elia survives, and refuses to kill her final opponent, the King must either kill Elia himself, or take her as his mate.

Reth, the brutal King of the Beasts with the blood of lions, shocks everyone when he chooses the weak, human Elia to become his Queen. He promises her every comfort of his wealth and position—but he is clear: She will not warm his bed. He chose her to defeat those that were trying to corner him into blending his Leonine line with the Wolves.

Elia needs the help of the Anima to become stronger and rule them well. But the vengeful Wolves see only a weak human that brought them shame. As Elia and Reth grow closer, the wolves are determined to destroy her. Will Reth and Elia admit their feelings for each in time to fight for the Kingdom—and their lives—against the villainous wolf-tribe? Or will the wolves kill Elia and steal the throne?

[Mature content - no sexual violence]

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He stalked towards her, chin low so the shadow cast by his hard jaw cut across the thick fur collar of his vest. His hair had fallen over his eyes in the scuffle, so he peered at her through it like a lion in the grass. With each step, his graceful, rolling gait reminded her of a predator stalking its prey. Despite the forest floor littered in twigs and leaves, he didn’t make a sound.

“Wh-who are you?” Elia stammered, backing away, her hands up. He met her step for step until she came up hard against the tree behind her—and didn’t stop until he loomed over her, so broad his shoulders and chest made a wall in front of her. She could feel the heat rising off his skin in the cool, night air.

“I am the Leonine King.” His voice was a dark, husky gravel. Behind him a chorus of wheezes, howls, and chirps of agreement rose from the people watching. “And you are?”

“Elia,” she breathed.

“Elia,” he growled, leaning in closer, bringing with him the scent of pine and rain and the musk of something distinctly male. “I am Reth.” He said the name with a strange, guttural roll in his throat. “I am King of Beasts. I am Clan Leader, and I am Alpha of WildWood.” Several snarls rose from the crowds behind him then, but he ignored them.

Elia swallowed as he leaned in until the scruff on his jaw rasped her cheek. “I am the King,” he said, “And you will be my mate.”

The forest behind him erupted.