MTL - One Child Two Treasures: The Billionaire Chief’s Good Wife - Chapter 4733 Love is not late 166

Su Cha transmigrated to a fantasy world, inherited a tavern, and activated a system! First mission completed

— renovate the taverns —

Lafite red wine formula rewarded, hundred times speed up in the wind cellular! Second mission completed

— served a hundred customers and received good reviews —

Budweiser beer formula rewarded! The third mission, fourth mission……

As the tavern expanded rapidly, not only did our MC bring in fine wine, he also brought in all kinds of cultural influences from the modern era.

This alternate world was starting to turn a little strange. Inside the tavern, the elegant elf queen fell in love with rock music, she picked up an electric guitar and started screaming and howling.

The orcs, the knight, and the sorcerer sat down at the table and started a round of Texas poker, soon getting all worked up against each other.

A famous wizard raised up his Budweiser beer and muttered, “Don’t ask how much I can drink, all I want is another gin!” …

#FANTASY #SYSTEM #LATESYSTEMAWAIKING #SLOWBURN #ACTION #BEASTS[You have been chosen by Aloka, The Creator, to stand against the coming catastrophe.][The war has begun. You must rise beyond mortality.][For this reason, you have been granted the most powerful system—][WAR-BORN ASCENSION SYSTEM.]In a world where monstrous beasts reign supreme—immune to magic, unfazed by modern weapons—humanity stands on the brink of extinction. Their last hope lies in Adrenaline Energy, a hidden potential that grants warriors superhuman abilities. But even this power is failing against the horrors emerging from the void.Aamir Singh is no chosen hero. He is a warrior forged in battle, relying only on skill, grit, and the will to survive. In a world where monstrous beasts reign supreme—immune to magic, unfazed by modern weapons—humanity teeters on the brink of extinction. Their last hope lies in Adrenaline Energy, a hidden potential that grants warriors superhuman abilities. But even this power is failing against the horrors emerging from the void.Aamir fights—undaunted, unbroken. But destiny had already marked him long before he ever realized it.For months, a mysterious armor has been in his possession—an enigma left untouched. But on the eve of a mission that could change everything, he finally dons its mask… and the Warborn Ascension System awakens.Power beyond human comprehension. Secrets buried in time. A path he never asked for.Alongside Riya, a prodigious magic wielder, and a band of warriors bound by fate, Aamir must rise beyond mortality itself.The world does not need a hero. It needs a Beastgod.But as the system reveals the truth behind his existence, one question remains: Will Aamir’s newfound power be the key to salvation—or the catalyst for the world’s doom?

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]

One day, Luo Jian woke up from his sleep and found himself in a locked chamber where the door and window were all sealed. A note with a few lines written on it was tacked to the wall: “Escape from this room within an hour, otherwise, you will die.”