MTL - The Legend of the Witch Girl - Chapter 15 Break through the bottleneck

Occupational Analysis of “Crown Princess”:

Number One: Promotion prospects are bleak, Crown Princess—Empress—Empress Dowager, the time between each is vast, and difficulty is extremely high.

Number Two: No guarantees of continuous labor, not to mention the lack of insurance, you can be dismissed at any time, furthermore you will no longer be able to start another career!

Number Three: The nature of the job is dangerous, at any time there is the danger of death, if the Crown Prince isn’t able to ascend as emperor, you will fall out of luck together with him, if the crown prince ascends as emperor, you have to be careful as to not unluckily fall alone.

Number Four: Moonlighting as a s*x worker, though the intensity of the job is unlikely to be very big, however, there is no power to select the service partner.

To summarize, the job of Crown Princess isn’t particularly a good job, no prospects, large stress, and the manual labor is intense……

Okay, in fact that was just a flood of words, a simple summary is:

This is a story about a “woman’s” struggles in the harem……

At the same time, it is also about a “man’s” sufferings in the harem……

- Description from Novelupdates

On the night before graduating from university, Wu Xiaoyin’s children’s shoes lost consciousness amidst the sound of big sales from his classmates, accompanied by the expectation of a new life.
Unexpectedly, what I saw when I woke up the next day was a colorful giant tiger.
What’s more, this beautiful giant tiger has a scene of turning a living person into a living person.
Frightened Wu Xiaoyin’s children’s shoes, who had just woken up gorgeously, fainted, so the big tiger dragged the little female Wu Xiaoyin’s children’s shoes back to the tiger’s den, and went to give birth, haha!

Content tags:
Search keywords: Protagonist: Wu Xiaoyin, Lei Lu ┃ Supporting roles: Kos, Feng, Bin, Xiao Kai ┃ Others: Beastmen, Farming, Tianwen

- Description from novelbuddy

The world has changed, and so have the people.

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…