MTL - Starting Off With A Blacksmith Workshop - Chapter 87 turn salted fish over

In a world ruled by ancient powers and hidden forces, Caelen was just another face in the crowd — until a mysterious encounter with a radiant woman awakened something deep within him.The Lust System.With it, Caelen begins a path of relentless evolution. Every woman who bonds with him fuels his growth — not just in strength, but in influence, power, and legacy. But these aren't passive followers. They're warriors, leaders, and legends in their own right — elf queens, demon generals, angelic saints, dragon-blooded fighters, and more.Each woman brings unique abilities and ambitions of her own. Together, they don’t just stand beside Caelen — they fight, conquer, and shape the world with him.As old factions tremble and new enemies rise from sacred temples, fallen clans, and forgotten bloodlines, Caelen must lead his allies through a crumbling world, forging a new age in fire, desire, and war.This is not just his rise.This is their revolution.

Lin Ke traversed to this world and, with the help of a system, utilized modern knowledge to farm and develop, claiming kingship and dominance.This is a world of professionals, a world of swords and magic, a world of bloodline inheritance, and a world of countless racial conflicts!One day, Lin Ke rode a bicycle with training wheels past the army, facing an endless enemy ahead.[Shield Warrior], [Arsonist], [Tree Shepherdess], [Wind Whisperer], [Thunder Sword Maiden], [Eternal Freeze Knight], [Voodoo Warlock]...Looking at the diverse group of followers behind him—tall, short, plump, thin, old, weak, sick, and disabled—Lin Ke laughed and raised his arm to call out: “[Workers]! Delivery [Knights]! [Scientists]! [Doctors]... Raise the flag of Azanen and charge with me!”Thus, amidst the eerie cries and howls of his followers, the history of the boundless planes was forever changed.

"An accident. She's pregnant. How unlucky. She got pregnant in one shot!

A door unfolded before him.Evil thrived, and whispers spilled from within.The resentful compound eyes flickered and vanished, the presence longing to burst out was blocked inside, and the alluring murmurs echoed in the ear.The sticky, pink brain mumbled something. A figure cloaked in a yellow robe watched from a distance. A dark green presence, smelling of blood, roared. A string of wondrous soap bubbles released friendliness—and many, many guests.They sincerely invited Lu Li to join this mad party.Lu Li stepped in, his stride resolute and unwavering.He had no reason to refuse.