MTL - Sword Among Us - Chapter 1162 Undefeated in the East, Wu Zun (recommended)

After being heavily wounded on a mission, the dying commander of the special forces Qin Xiao was brought back to the mountain base on the back of a tiger. According to the rumors, that day, it was an extremely beautiful Persian cat that called out the guard soldier and found the commander.

This strange event was transmitted throughout the base, and it became a sensation in the whole place.

After transmigrating into a cat, Bai Xia Xia has been extremely worried. She could understand beast language, eat fruits, and catch fish, but it was useless, her beast friends did not eat cooked food. For half a year, she did not eat a mouthful of cooked meat at all, and everything was so plain that she was going crazy.

She deliberated and pondered, thinking seriously about Cat’s remaining life—being a house cat is good, there will be a poop shovel officer (a pet owner) to serve me. A suitable poop shovel officer was not easy to find, living conditions were not guaranteed, and the risk of becoming a stray cat was high.

Therefore, she found an iron rice bowl (a lifetime employment), working for her home country (in a governmental position).

- Description from Novelupdates

Chen An traveled to the world of cultivating immortals, and his cultivation talent was extremely poor. He was stuck in the third level of Qi refining for many years and could not make further progress.

Seeing that there is no hope of cultivating immortality, he chooses to return to ordinary life, and marries a wife to enjoy the ordinary happiness.

As a result, on the night of their marriage, they returned to the fairyland overnight.

It turned out that marrying a wife and enjoying ordinary pleasures was his way to become a fairy, and it could directly save him thousands of years of detours.

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##This is a rewrite of my previous book titled 'Marvel: Reborn in 20th Century India'.##Here is the actual synopsis of the story:After a tragic end to his life of ambition and regret, Aryan awakens in 1935 as a young prodigy with two lifetimes of memories—and an extraordinary system known as The Celestial Forge. With the power to reshape reality itself, he must navigate a world on the brink of revolution, balancing destiny, rebellion, and the weight of a second chance. Will he rise to reshape the future or be consumed by the power of creation?Note-This book contains political themes of India in 20th century. So anyone who doesn't like these types of novels, be warned before you read this.

“So, Diana, what's your excuse for betraying me?”

His amber glinted eyes bore into the woman with bloodied, broken blue hair, kneeling in complete disarray.

“... you're evil.”

“Oh, so, looking out for all of you makes me evil?”

The man narrowed his eyes, contemplating the echoes of protagonist halos and heroines' mentality, starkly real now.

Coming from a world far removed from such grim reality, he had read about these personalities in novels, but experiencing their shortcomings firsthand was a different story.

“How am I evil?”

He looked down at his foot where a young man, limbless and crushed, lay in a state of complete brokenness, mustering the little strength he had left to utter some words.

“... y.. you ba..stard, You killed millions.”

Hearing these words, the man's internal amusement grew at the absurdity of these hypocritical people.

He had eradicated all the evil organizations within the Empire after ascending to his throne.

Wars were waged to crush rebellious kingdoms that stood against his Empire, uniting the entire Heidal Continent under one flag—the Selvius Empire.

He shifted his gaze towards another woman with pink hair, her body completely broken, supported by a rock to maintain a semblance of balance amidst the devastation.

“Hmm, so what about you, Karina? Wasn't your family about to be executed by the Aidiac Royal family? Is it wrong for me to have intervened?”

“You killed them without mercy, and although you saved my family, it was not worth it.”

“I just saved—”

“It's bullshit. You could have solved everything peacefully without drawing so much blood.”

Hearing all this, the man began to understand why those novels depicted these people as hypocritical and low in intelligence.

If he hadn't saved them, they would have suffered the most gruesome fate.

Yet, despite being saved, these ungrateful individuals chose to blame him. The bitter irony of their ingratitude gnawed at him, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth.

“Guess you all have the same reasons.”

The man looked towards the seven people, their disdainful gazes directed at him.

He had only aimed to change their fates, to rescue some from slavery, others from crippling circumstances, and a few from inevitable betrayal.

Yet, they all blamed him for saving them, unable to comprehend that he had severed the root causes that would have subjected them to excruciating suffering.

“Hahaha.”

“Indeed, now I see.”

He now understood what those novels had tried to convey—'these idiots think this whole world works like they think it would.'

'System.........

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