MTL - My Yellow Hair App - Chapter 315

Ash Crowner was your ordinary college student with little to nothing going on for him.He lives a carefree life with no worry for what is to come. But theres one thing he lives by: PAYBACK.He always gives back what he’s given, either twice as hard, or hotter than hell.However, his life takes a dark turn when he is lured to a secluded spot by his peers, leading to his tragic death.But they say where one thing ends, another begins.The curtains didn’t close there for Ash. He was judged and transmigrated into the most hated man in another world.A young king reviled by all. A man disgraced, hated by his wives, and ignored by his court.With an enigmatic system by his side, Ash now has to live a whole new life as someone else, all while kept on a leash by the higher powers—the judges, that dragged him into this new world.He has to earn his due respect, rebuild his image, and also unlock the mysteries surrounding him, including the unexplained death of the young king he transmigrated into.But among the many things he’s set on doing, two stand above the rest: repaying the suffering inflicted on him by the judges who brought him here, and avenging the untimely death caused by his peers in his previous life.Follow Ash as he claws his way from disgrace to glory, in a world where second chances come at a deadly price.

Having crossed over into a world of Chaos and Order, brimming with all manner of bizarre items, Qiu Tu discovered he had actually slept with a VIP’s mistress... Since he had already been discovered, might as well... go with the flow? Strengthening his power, cultivating his influence, unearthing beautiful... and powerful subordinates, he steadily climbed to the peak of this world! Cataclysmic abilities and strange items included: the Cihuang Stone that could erase one’s impression from others’ hearts; a mythical beast’s head that could summon storms with a kiss; a piggy bank that could store emotions; a reversal potion that increased Favorability when hitting someone, and so on...

John, who had been framed and wrongly imprisoned, was finally released. His five-year jail time had fostered his hatred toward the son of the Waters Conglomerate, Niel. However, John, who had no connections, could not do anything about it. When he had almost lost all hope while accompanying his girlfriend who was in a vegetative state thanks to Niel, he suddenly realized that there was a search bar right before his eyes! This search bar was just like the search bar in Google Chrome!

Leon Vale’s world stopped when the chamber labeled him F-Rank, no spark, just Empty Core.One dozen sparks in a sea of a thousand chances. A near-miracle of failure, somehow flopped harder than flatlining.In Neo-Veridia, strength rules the game, no exceptions. Those who are tough get hailed as champions; others? They're stuck cleaning up messes. Might makes right here, plain and simple.Leon ended up on the ground. That’s where he landed, no surprise there.Later, the red moon climbed into view. Right after, creatures smashed past the shield. His siblings stood near death yet deep in his Empty Core, an old force stirred awake.[ SHADOW EXTRACTION SYSTEM ACTIVATED ]Leon takes energy from whatever he defeats. Each time a creature falls, he gains more strength. As shadows vanish into him, he drifts toward a mystery - something waits in a space beyond places: a seat atop no land, while a voiceless headpiece calls out to him through empty dark.Yet taking what’s not yours brings trouble.On top of everything else, the Evernight Alliance caught wind. Not just vampires - werewolves too. Old creatures that oughta be myths are poking at the city’s walls, messing up dungeon cores, chasing whatever’s pumping out that dark energy signal.Hunting for him.Leon’s stuck in a risky move, quietly getting stronger so he can shield his folks, hitting school while sneaking around to pull out shadows, acting powerless even though some old, grim force now names him successor.That F-Rank tag? Total fake. His Empty Core isn't broken, it fights. Each darkness he swallows drags him nearer to a reality he can’t face yetNot every seat of power fits a hero.Some crowns come from shadows, built on bones.Some kids just inherit stuff whether they like it or not.The Crimson Moon marked the start. What’s coming next? Things are about to heat up.