MTL - Starting Off With A Blacksmith Workshop - v2 Chapter 313 Have fun! Someone has a clue!

Jiang Liu lost his father at the age of three. When he turned five, his mother decided to run away with another man. At the age of fourteen, he sent off the only relative he had, his grandfather, before carrying a small amount of property and stepping into the big dyeing tank called society.
He was stingy, selfish and absolutely disgraceful. Except for breaking the law, he accumulated all the bad habits available to the mankind. Yet, such a man, after an unexpected death, was bounded by a silicon-based creature called the righteous father’s system. Since then he started his magnificent career in the world system.

World 1: On the ultimate evolution of unquestioning filial piety;

World 2: The man who loves to boast;

World 3: The search for the second spring for ones own mother

World 4: Good father

World 5: The self-cultivation of a national husband

World 6: Acrobat

World 7: Divine stick

World 8: My home has a baby egg

World 9: The correct way of wearing the green hat

World 10: Tremble, you scum man

World 11: An angel who doesn’t like to talk

World 12: The rebellion plan of a martyr

After several worlds went by…..

Righteous father’s system 001: [Shivering], I wonder if I still have time to change my host.

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She was a cute and tomboyish girl attending a prestigious national university in the 21st century. However, little did anyone know that she was actually a secret agent groomed by a certain organization since childhood.

She was about to face her graduation exams when she returned from a mission. But during a break, she dozed off on her desk and unexpectedly discovered that she had transmigrated to an ancient era.

Not only did she lose her delicate appearance and the modern high-tech advancements, but she also became a discarded woman of low status!

Surprisingly, she embraced this new life and said it suited her perfectly. From then on, the so-called demure girl cultivated the land and occasionally dealt with annoying troublemakers.

She proclaimed, “Life is boring, but encountering troublemakers is great.”

The male lead said, “We have our fair share of troublemakers in my household. Coincidentally, my son lacks a mother. Would the young lady be willing to join my family and live together?”

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Mimizuku, a small girl with chains on her wrists and ankles and the numbers “332” branded onto her forehead, wanders into the Forest of Night seeking to be eaten by a monster. However, when the ruler of the monsters, the mysterious and beautiful “King of Night,” refuses to eat her, she tries to formulate a way to convince him otherwise.

The smell of blood invaded my nostrils. I watched helplessly as the woman standing over me raised her sword. I was completely drained, I had no mana left, no items, nothing. As the crimson tendrils held me down by my arms and legs, all I could do was wait for my death.

As the sword drew near, I felt the last bit of courage I had disappear. I was going to die. Alone. In this god forsaken place filled with evil. And for what? To protect those ‘friends’? The same people who mocked me, took advantage of, and used me?

Oh, who am I trying to fool? I was here only because of my own greed. Because I wanted to be useful to someone. Because I wanted to that group to need me. To value me. To have a reason to keep me around. How naïve I was, thinking that power would grant those wishes. All it did was help build a wall between me and everyone else.

The sword approached. I saw the purple light reflect off the sword’s blade. After everything I went through, I hadn’t expected my death to be by the hands of another player. I saw her smile, but this time I didn’t think it was beautiful. It was an ugly smile because it was genuine. She was enjoying watching me die. She was enjoying killing me.

The sword struck my chest and pierced my heart. I let out a scream of pain and agony. The pain was so real, all of this was so real. It shouldn’t be, but it was. What should have been a simple game had become my new reality – all of our new reality. A reality filled with magic, war, blood, and death.

My vision darkened as the pain slowly faded. I felt the last of my vitality leave my body. It felt cold. I wondered to myself, when would I stop being? When would my thoughts disappear?

Soon, I saw those words I feared for all this time appear before me. “DEATH”, in the pale blue font the game always used. They remained suspended in the air for several seconds. It was over. After a long time of fighting, grinding, and exploring, it was finally over. I had died. This was the end of my story.

Suddenly, words before me shifted and changed into something different. I took a shallow breath as I heard a faint heartbeat.

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