Everyone Wants to Pamper Miss Zhuang After Her Rebirth! - Chapter 425 - . A Few Words

“Master Ouyang, please smith a divine weapon for me!”

“Master Ouyang, you’re the only person who can forge a weapon with seven attributes. Please make my dream come true!”

“Master Ouyang, could you…”

“Ouyang my *ss! My surname is Ou!”

Ou Yangming was an orphan who was adopted by a reputable old blacksmith from a military camp. After working as a helper under the old man for years, he was given a chance to acquire the Military Fire—a trait allowing him to smith and restore equipment with the Military Fire produced from his hands.

Gifted with mental power, Ou Yangming controlled his Military Fire unusually well and was also strangely talented in martial arts. On top of it, he could also attach Unique Attributes into weapons with a hundred-percent success rate. Those who belittled Ou Yangming because of his background and age eventually honored him so much that they would do anything to get their hands on his equipment.

Little did Ou Yangming know that as he slowly unfolded the mysteries of the Military Fire and his mental power, he was advancing step by step on the immortal path to Heaven!

When Lu Yuan woke up, he found himself ten years in the past.Lu Yuan then made the choice no one understood.He liquidated his family fortune, dumped billions into “worthless” relics, and earned the title of the biggest idiot heir alive.But no one knew that three months later, the Global Awakening would arrive. Humanity would evolve. Alien horrors would invade. And cash? Just colored paper.Armed with knowledge of the next decade, Lu Yuan began his insane preparations. He spent billions to claim treasures no one else valued: the ancient Bodhi Tree that granted billionfold talent; the complete Dao De Jing; a farmland where a landed meteorite held a celestial sword embryo.The world mocked him as a prodigal heir. The antique world whispered about a mysterious buyer.The world laughed at him until the Awakening came. Then they trembled. Lu Yuan was invincible across the earth.Beneath immortals, none can defeat me. Before immortals, I’ll trade life for life.

Was war schlimmer als der Tod selbst? Nun, es war das Sterben in dem Wissen, dass dich niemand vermissen würde, in dem Wissen, dass dein Tod ein Gefallen für alle war, die du je kanntest.Genau so fühlte ich mich an dem Tag, an dem ich starb.Ich war das uneheliche Kind des Eclipse-Alpha-Königs, und in einer Zeit, in der der Bund zwischen Mann und Frau als heilig galt, war ein uneheliches Kind nichts weniger als ein Sakrileg...Es war seine Schuld, er liebte eine andere als seine Gefährtin...Es war seine Schuld, er hatte Geschlechtsverkehr mit einer menschlichen Frau.Es war alles seine Schuld, mein einziges Verbrechen war, dass ich aus seiner Lust geboren wurde.Aber warum war mein Vater, der Alphakönig, in Sicherheit, während ich stattdessen gehasst, verachtet und für alles verantwortlich gemacht wurde?Warum musste ich das Druckmittel meines Vaters sein, um seine Ziele zu erreichen?Warum musste ich mit meinem eigenen Stiefbruder verpaart werden?Warum konnte ich nicht wie alle anderen eine Abfuhr erhalten, sondern wurde von meinem eigenen Partner ermordet?Warum wurde ich getötet, bevor ich überhaupt eine Chance zu leben hatte?Ich hatte tausend Fragen und doch gab es niemanden, der sie beantworten konnte, und genau so bin ich gestorben...Warum also flatterten meine Augen an diesem Tag auf, einen Monat vor meinem Tod?War es wegen meines kleinen Geheimnisses?Ein Geheimnis, das ich niemandem außer dir erzählen werde...Nach dem Titel meiner Geschichte musst du denken, dass ich ein Omegawolf bin...Nein, da liegst du falsch... Ich bin kein Omega-Wolf, ich bin ein Alpha-Wolf und mein Name ist Omega.~Zweites Buch der Werwolf-Wiedergeburts-Serie.*Kein Prequel oder Sequel zu 'The Alpha King's Nemesis', beide Bücher sind nicht miteinander verwandt, mit Ausnahme des Weltsettings und des Werwolf-Wiedergeburts-Konzepts.*Das Titelbild stammt aus dem Internet, alle Credits gehen an den ursprünglichen Künstler.

« MATURE CONTENT »His name is Raven Lustre. And the universe fucked him from day one.Imagine this: You get isekai'd to a fantasy world. Finally, right? Your moment. Dragon slayers, demon kings, the whole power fantasy package. Except when everyone else rolled Dragon, Archangel, Titan—bloodlines so pure they could split mountains on day one—you got Incubus.60% purity. The discount bin special.Not the “seduce and conquer” kind you read about in those masterpiece web novels. The “your pheromones are weaker than cologne” kind. The “you can't charm anyone stronger than you” kind. Which in a world where everyone else is a walking apocalypse? Means you can't charm anyone who matters.So while Gareth—the muscle-brained Titan hero—was bench-pressing boulders, and Astasia—the Holy Archangel with a body that belonged in a cathedral and a face she hid behind a helmet—was literally glowing with divine power, Raven was in the back. The strategist. The brain. The guy they kept around because someone had to think.And they hated him for it.Astasia called him trash. Disgusting. Bastard. Freak.Every curse word a noblewoman could learn, she threw at him like stones. He thought she despised him. Thought she saw him as the weakest link dragging down the hero party.Turns out? 89% favorability. She was a fucking tsundere.And he never knew. Never saw it. Because he was too busy surviving, too busy stealing quick fucks with noblewomen in hallways just to recharge his trash-tier powers, too busy being treated like a prostitute with a brain instead of a hero.Then there was Nyra. The cat-woman. Gareth's slave. The one Raven fucked in secret because that idiot was too busy drawing pictures of Astasia like a lovesick puppy. 96% favorability. The one who actually loved him. The one he promised to free.And he failed.An Incubus got who died at Hand of Succubus during their first Session.The End.