A New India - Chapter 45: The Final Stand

For three years Calix suffered from the Backlash of his undecipher Term Attribute. As he couldn't use his unique power, he went through series of misfortunes which caused him to lose his self-esteem. However, one day, he was caught in an incident that led him to awaken his hidden power(luck).“The fuel of my Term Attribute is sexual practices with the opposite gender?”

Blue sky, white clouds, lazily lying on the beach, while feeling the gentle breeze coming from the sea. Hounds at the side with marine animals chasing each other around. Cups of unrivaled wine from his personal winery with cuts of prime A grade steaks readily around. For others, life is all about pursuing money, power, and fame, but for Jiang Hai, this type of lifestyle is what he constantly dreamed of.

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“Teacher, you know me. I’m usually a good student, with nearly 100% attendance, and I’m also eager to help the people.

Yesterday I flew to the coast to fight monsters, so…”

“Teacher, you know me. Which teacher is not full of praise for me, but things are prioritized. Yesterday happened to be the Ghost Festival. Hundreds of ghosts walk at night, so I…”

“Teacher, you know me well. I am an activist in our dormitory. Every day I call them to go to class, but under special circumstances, so…”

“Teacher, I’m a foreigner, I don’t understand what Xie said, and I didn’t know there was a class yesterday, so…”

The teacher took off his glasses and rubbed his temples, “I can tell that everyone in your dormitory has stunts, but this is by no means a reason to skip class! This class! This year! You guys are all done!”

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Another version of the introduction: Ultraman Delta was living in another world for unknown reasons. Originally, he wanted to be an ordinary college student, waiting for one day to find a way to return home.

But the sudden appearance of a monster disrupted his plans, and he also discovered that his roommates were not ordinary people either.

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If the gods no longer bestow their mercy, then let us kindle bonfires, carry great swords, become skeletons, or heroes of legend.