MTL - Doomsday Home is the Most Stable - Chapter 568 Automatic change of system tasks

Ryutaro, an ordinary high school student, was suddenly summoned to another world by a mysterious magic circle in his room. Upon arrival, he was greeted by King Albert of the Celestia Kingdom, who declared him a hero destined to defeat the Demon King. However, when Ryutaro checked his status, he was shocked to discover that his assigned job was not a warrior or mage, but… a Farmer.Deemed a failure, Ryutaro was cast away to Black Forest, a place where unfit heroes were abandoned and where the Demon Queen was imprisoned. Just as he was about to despair, a system notification revealed the existence of a Legendary Hoe, a mythical farming tool with extraordinary abilities. Determined to prove his worth, Ryutaro embarks on a journey to master his newfound power and show the world that even a farmer can become a hero.But deep within the forest, an unknown figure watches his every move… Who is this mysterious person, and what awaits Ryutaro in this new world?

Betrayed by her fiancé and sister teaming up, Su Li surprisingly discovers a cute little Tuanzi who claims to be her biological son, along with a fortune of 100 billion US Dollars, instantly becoming the world's richest person!The cute little Tuanzi: “Mama, feel free to spend this 100 billion US Dollars, it's all Future Papa's money.”From then on, Su Li starts living a life of endless shopping.One day, Seventh Master Feng sighs: “She says I'm too poor again, what should I do?”Su Li: “I'll support you.”-Pure and sweet romance 1V1- How to spend too much money- Female protagonist with superpowers-[Be your own queen, she is the true elite family!]

The Empire's forces retreated in desperation—trampled by faceless horrors bringing darkness and death to these once beautiful lands.Only the most courageous stood in defiance, forming a last defence to buy the people time to flee—fighting until the final embers of hope burned out.A man stands with a silver sword, like a beacon of hope to those around him. He roared with all his might drawing his blade against the overwhelming enemy!“You face Lancelot, Sword of the Empire! ”These horrors tested the Lord's grit and loyalty in the final moments.“Should my blade break, I will use my body!”The knights had fallen, broken swords for their tombstones, and lords fled, betraying the Empire to survive.“If my body breaks, I'll use my Soul!”Lancelot, the sword of the Empire, fought alone.All hope seemed lost.“And if my Soul fails...”What could a single man and his army do?He fights against the dark tide, blade in hand, heart on sleeve.“I will sell myself to the devil for revenge!”But he was too weak, too fragile.The last Lord of humanity stood against the enemy.Lancelot was a master of the sword, a mortal, neither a God nor a Saint.Miracles were beyond his reach.Now only a broken man impaled on his own destroyed throne.His blade shattered—now, like rose petals, it was scattered across the charred ground.Lancelot's soul was fated for the abyss as the light faded from his eyes.His last ounce of resistance used staring at the man who betrayed the Empire.Now with only the desire to kill, crush and seek revenge smouldering inside him.Now unwilling to die and desperate to fight once again.He desired to fight for the people who supported him.Lancelot refused to surrender, to fall like this.As quietly in the abyss, a voice whispered to him.It tried to entice the Lord, ignite his desire to win and fight again.“If given a second chance, to relive your life with a different choice... Would you Accept?”Blood gathered in his throat, forcing him to reply in his mind.A frail and broken voice'There is no reason to ask, of course!'“No matter the cost?”'Even if I were to lose everything...''If my people can live on. I would sacrifice everything I have!'“You will no longer be the same, a monster, twisted and vicious.”“Will you still accept?”The Lord's heart ached, taking great pride in his humanity.To lose that caused his mind to falter.Finally, out of power, unable to speak or reply with a trembling arm.Lancelot reached out.Towards the raspy voice.Towards the abyss.Towards a new future.[So you would accept after all...]'I must accept.''I must stand tall.''I must not break.''Because...''I am the Lord of humanity![Nay, you are the king of demons]

“Was trying to forget my past and live a peaceful life… a mistake?”His twentieth birthday was supposed to be a celebration, not his final moments—bleeding out on a bed, betrayed, and left to die.'Taking the life of a ‘good’ person makes you a murderer, but taking the life of a ‘bad’ one makes you a savior… Why?'As death embraced him, he whispered his final words—“The world’s kindness, right till the end..”…Only to wake up in an unfamiliar body.“Wait… I’m Noir Ravenlock?”A doomed heir, born to rule the world yet bound to a fate engraved with blood.In a world where morality shapes strength, survival demands more than just power—it demands understanding.And Noir, a man or perhaps a demon who once saw the world through twisted eyes, may just see something no one else can.