moro production

Li Wei transmigrated into a magical world and acquired the power to modify the production date of all creation. Having difficulty in leveling up his meditation skills? He would modify the duration of cultivation to 1000 years later and easily level up his magical power! Having difficulty in collecting raw ingredients for magical pills? He would transform the Mandrake he collected the week before into a century-old plant! Was the incubation period for a familiar too long? He would change the age of the beast to 10,000 years. It would grow into an adult beast right away and become a domineering existence! The owner of the magic wand shop said, “This scepter is made of holly wood. It is enhanced with a dragon heartstring and a phoenix tail feather. It once belonged to a super-powerful magician. However, it lost all its power after it broke in half. It has no value now.” Li Wei said, “Here are 100 golden dragon coins. I will take this scepter.”

The story is about a person named Ali, who was a student at the officer's college. He returned home after taking leave and rested for a while, and when he woke up, he realized that the world was no longer the world he knew.

A tale as old as time. Nineteen years ago, a boy named Moro Ashin watched his father die at the hands of Cassian Rho, the mad outlaw known as The Demon of Twin Suns. Cassian’s laughter burned itself into Moro’s bones, shaping him into a weapon built for one purpose: revenge. Prepare for the blood soaked first peak into the Infinite Circle

Emporer: Bai longwei i wish to marry your sister as my imperial concubine.Bai Longwei: scram you piece of trash before i cripple you this daddy will not allow a shitbag like you a mile near my sister if i see u near her i will destroy your kingdom and let u watch as my guards kill your children Emporer: .........You you Bai longwei: still not scraming .Follow Bai Longwei and his little sister as he uses his system to forge his path and create a clan that even the gods fear.Hahaha you have a level 3 forged blade this daddy can forge a level 6 weapon in an hour,what you have a level 5 pill this daddys grandchildren eats them like candy, oho your sect has a spiritual land this daddy has a spiritual space with a fountain of life where god level plants grow and mature in a weeks time hahaha this daddy will even let you have a taste of the food and wine i made with the ingredients prepared from it just dont ask this daddy for more i hate beggars,ohh trying to steal my wine see if u can get past my formations that your sects guardian had to escape from with his tail between his legs dont even mention my personal guards haha they are already at late stage of primal blood god realm see if u can even scratch one of them, hoo u want to compete with this daddys family in martial arts fine just dont cry if your decendents die.

It’s been exactly three years today since I married into the Moro family in my sister’s place. Alexei tossed a contract my way. “Sign this. You’re off to Vegas tomorrow to settle the debt.” His mistress, Anna, leaned against the doorframe and laughed. “You’re just a substitute—does it matter where you go?” I didn’t say a word. I recalled the wedding day, when he had my sister’s name tattooed on his ring finger. Two months into my pregnancy, he said a stand-in wasn’t worthy of bearing his seed and dragged me onto the operating table. I had a fever of 40 degrees, yet he used my credit card to pay for Anna’s nose job. Three years, not a single good day. I picked up the pen. I signed. Anna covered her mouth and laughed: “I thought you’d cry.” I pulled out my mobile and put it on speaker. “Dad, the Moro family sold me out today.” There was a two-second silence on the other end. “All shipments from Eastern Europe—halt them tonight.”

Sergeant Claude was a monster on the battlefield. Known as the Death Reaper, he didn't just win wars—he enjoyed every second of the slaughter. But when the generals he served betrayed him, he died in a bomb blast, only to wake up in a new world. Now he's in the body of Kael, a weak, starving orphan in a lawless village. His only power? A Production skill that everyone calls trash. In a world of magic and legends, being a producer is considered a death sentence. But Claude is a military strategist. He knows that with the right logistics, even a "useless" skill can become a weapon of mass destruction. The bandits and corrupt nobles think he’s an easy target. They’re wrong. Claude is starting a new war, and he’s going to audit this world’s survival... one corpse at a time.

a remoduled version of a certain story

Meu nome é Mitsuhiko Okaya, tenho 29 anos. Sou editor em uma editora. No dia em que flagrei minha esposa me traindo, dois gêmeos JK apareceram de repente em minha casa. “Tio, se você me deixar ficar esta noite, você pode fazer… coisas safadas” “Isso… por favor… você é a única pessoa em quem posso confiar…” Akari, uma garota loira, e Nanako, uma garota elegante de cabelos pretos, duas estudantes do ensino médio que eu nunca conheci, mas que me parecem vagamente familiares. Depois que minha esposa me traiu, mudei para uma nova editora e comecei uma vida estranha com essas duas garotas do ensino médio. Akari, a irmã mais nova, que me seduz agressivamente, e Nanako, a irmã mais velha, que é reservada, mas na verdade muito travessa. Os dois me curam, e juntos curamos meu coração ferido. Um dia, minha ex-esposa me pediu desculpas. Além disso, a pessoa com quem ela me traiu e meu antigo chefe vieram até mim de joelhos. Ela disse que percebeu que eu era realmente competente na minha antiga editora e veio se desculpar. Mas já era tarde demais. Estou curtindo minha nova vida com as lindas JKs e meu ambiente de trabalho predominantemente branco. ------------------------------------------------------- O romance não é meu! Créditos ao autor (Ibarakino) se quiserem ajudar comprando ja tem o livro tanto físico quanto digital! sou tradutor intermediário, se encontrar algum erro mim avise. se tive uma obra que vocês quiserem mim fale!

After being found and brought back by her wealthy family, Arabella Donovan has an unexpected awakening and discovers that the world she lives in is a mishmash of popular story tropes. Her eldest brother is the tragic guy in a melodramatic, angsty novel; Her second brother is the cannon fodder in an showbiz power-fantasy novel; Her third brother is the scapegoat who ends up with a criminal record in a doting teen romance; Her fourth sister is the vicious villainess in a 'real vs. fake heiress' story; And even her parents are just antagonistic background characters in some sweet, middle-aged romance. Arabella Donovan: This family is a complete collection of misfortunes. The word 'tragic' doesn't even begin to cover it. Her family, after hearing all of her inner thoughts: "..."

Good news: You've awakened. Bad news: You're the villainess. Renee Jennings accidentally obtains a system, allowing her to break free from the plot's control by completing missions. Renee Jennings: "Wait a minute, what's with all the animal dictionaries as a reward?" System: [They can give you an affinity with animals.] Renee Jennings: "Why?" System: [Because a villainess has no affinity with people.] Renee Jennings: "…" This joke is not that funny... * After unlocking animal languages, Renee Jennings embarks on a path of no return— Leading dogs to save a blind woman being stalked by a pervert. Reporting an evil old man who murdered his wife and hid her body, thanks to rats. Helping a kitten catch the murderer who killed its owner and buried the body. Finding tens of millions in stolen goods based on intel from birds. * While others are petting cats, Renee Jennings is riding a tiger. While others are falling in love, Renee Jennings is solving crimes. While others are getting married, Renee Jennings is rescuing endangered animals. While others are having kids, Renee Jennings is serving her country.