MTL - Fanatic Divine Cultivator - Chapter 39 Please punish 1 more

Lu Yang, the big-shot of a post-apocalypse world, has transmigrated back to her original world.

She soon found out that she was cannon fodder in a novel about showbiz. Her own brother, Lu Mingyu, is one of the many people in love with the female lead.

After Lu Mingyu took part in a survival variety show, he became insomniac and paranoid about food every day, becoming widely infamous because of it, with their family falling apart soon after.

To avoid that fate, Lu Yang decided to participate in the survival game show with her brother.

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Before recording began…Lu Mingyu: My younger sister has been sickly since she was a child, making her weak and dependent.

Please take care of her, everyone.

But on the first day of the game show, Lu Yang picked up a dart, and with a rushing sound, it shot through a camera, shattering the lenses.

Netizens: Please play that again, director! The next day, Lu Yang showed her reflexes by catching hold of a snake’s head and tail with perfect, ruthless precision without batting an eye.

Netizens were left gaping: you call that sickly, weak, and dependent?!

More days passed since, and they realized that Lu Yang was good at everything from scouting a new area, undersea fishing, and processing animals she caught…

if survival skills were an exam, she would score full marks!

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Paparazzi caught photos of Lu Yang making out in a car with an unidentified man, who turned out to be the heartthrob of local showbiz, Jiang Yanzhou.

The entire internet was screaming: Come home already, Lu Mingyu!

Your brother from another mother is becoming your brother-in-law! Lu Mingyu, who was sent to a training camp by a certain scheming man: ?!!

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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