MTL - First Evolution - ~ I wish you all a happy Valentine's chapter in advance! Live happily with no surprises or dangers.

“Ding, the strongest template system is officially opened!”

“Generating template…”

“Calculating…”

“Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a B-level template!”

“Extracting…”

“Ding, congratulations to the host for getting the JR-Smith template!”

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Mr. Gu, I have a crush on you######Recommending a new book: “Empire Master, You Are Mine”(The main text is completed, feel free to dive in) “Mr. Gu, I indeed have a crush on you. I'm not very brave, and I dare to say such words of liking you only once. If you have not the slightest bit of that kind of feeling towards me, then I will resign right now.”“Very well, An Junxi, no one has ever dared to threaten me.”“...So, what now?”“You have provoked someone you shouldn't have. Stay where you are, I will come over immediately!”

Noboru Chikara is a forsaken prince burdened by neglect and betrayal. Blamed for a devastating attack by his family to protect his siblings, he endures abuse and prejudice from his family and people of his kingdom alike as his family accuses him of being possessed by the very beast that attacked the kingdom. Driven by an unwavering spirit, Noboru sets out to reclaim his birthright and forge a new, uncorrupted kingdom. But when his father commits a heinous act, Noboru's quest takes an unexpected turn, propelling him into a realm beyond imagination. Follow Noboru's journey as he transcends dimensions and becomes the one who bring peace to all dimensions higher or lower and become The God Of Fiction.

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.“Is there magic in this world?”Facing Bailuo’s question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, “No.”“But there are miracles.”“What are miracles?”“A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit.”The uncle said, “Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder.”“Magic!”Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, “This is definitely magic!”“No.”His uncle said, “These are truly miracles.”Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, “This is a miracle…”