MTL - Plan to Trap the Golden Thigh - Chapter 8 Can I stay?

In the future timeline, Humankind had developed things that brought a revolution to the world. But their best invention was fully immersive VR games that became more and more advanced as time passed. They could create new worlds— in virtual reality, that was more beautiful and profound than the real world they lived in.

Seven years ago, after their breakup, he disappeared without a trace.Now, he reappeared on the eve of her wedding, sparing no means in forcing her to marry him…With a certificate of marriage, he bound her mercilessly to his side.From there, this “Cinderella” began her journey as a wife of the business empire’s heir...Mrs Huo - composed, sharp-tongued, and freakishly smart.Mr Qin - wife-spoiler to no end and a complete “slave” to their daughter.Quality love story, one on one. You are welcome to get hooked on this story with us.

Chen Xun crossed into the vast world of cultivation, awakened the Immortal System, and even received an Immortal beast as a companion.Chen Xun walked out of the ordinary small mountain village, stepping into the world of cultivation.Experiencing the prosperous era of cultivation world, the golden age, the era of rule collapse, the dark great turmoil era, and the era when all spirits were silent...Chen Xun, have no interest in fighting or killing, nor do I want to provoke anyone. I just want to travel the world with Bull and see all the splendor of the world.

The first time I realized that I ‘couldn’t die’ was during a practical training exercise in my third year as a hero cadet.A beast suddenly leaped out of the bushes and tore into my neck.‘How did I come back to life?’Yes, I came back to life. I didn’t die.And now, after hundreds, even thousands of years, I was still alive. Only I had survived.“But now… it’s finally over.”After wandering for millennia, I thought I could finally put an end to this long existence…“Dale! Dale Han! How dare you sleep during my class? You’ve got some nerve, don’t you?”“…Huh?”But what awaited me at the end of my long existence wasn’t a period, but a repeat sign.