Global Dungeon: My Support Is Too Strong - Chapter 534 - Trick!

As a successful author, Max was used to hate comments but he never expected that his decision to kill an important character would result in his death.Apparently, the Goddess and her brother used to read his novels and were both a big fan of his works. Sadly, the brother didn't like his decision and killed him.As compensation, the goddess decided to send Max in his own novel as the protagonist and complete the story without letting any of the main characters die.Max had no problem with that, so he accepted it and asked for something else too.“Can I court you?”Now, he has the Goddess accompanying him as the Ultimate Leveling System. Not only that, his system also rewards if he saved the favourite characters of his novel. What could be better than this life?[You have Killed the Giant Behemoth Dragon, granted 200000 EXP.][You have saved the side character, Charlotte Sinclair, granted the fortune worth Corelhelm Kingdom.]Watch as how the author makes the harem of his favourite characters while leveling Endlessly....What to expect-Leveling+Mana Cultivation+Labyrinth adventures-OP MC-Light Hearted, Low stakes-A proper Harem and good romance-Very less Smut (yeah, the number of those chapters will be very low as I intend to focus on relationships, adventures and of course Labyrinth stuff.

In a world plagued by the relentless scourge of the undead and ferocious mutant creatures, one man finds himself at the heart of an extraordinary culinary adventure. Meet Xiao Feng, an ordinary chef who, by a twist of fate, awakens in a city overrun by zombies and bizarre mutants. Yet, amidst the chaos and devastation, he discovers a remarkable gift – the power of Culinary Mastery.Xiao Feng's restaurant, “Great Potential,” becomes an oasis of safety in a city teeming with danger. Its mysterious defenses not only keep the undead hordes at bay but also shield it from the most devastating of calamities. Armed with a unique set of culinary skills, Xiao Feng embarks on a journey of survival, innovation, and flavor in a world where the distinction between life and death has blurred.As Xiao Feng ventures out into the treacherous streets of the fallen city, he encounters both the undead and living survivors, each with their own unique abilities and stories. His culinary creations not only fill empty stomachs but offer incredible attributes and power-ups to those who partake. But the challenges are enormous, and some encounters prove that not all monsters are mindless.With a growing menu of mutant ingredients and an expanding array of skills, Xiao Feng must navigate a treacherous path of survival while unlocking the secrets of his newfound abilities. He strives to complete missions issued by a mysterious system and unlock the full potential of his culinary prowess.“Doomsday, Let's Open a Restaurant” is a tale of resilience, creativity, and culinary artistry set against a backdrop of horror and uncertainty. Join Xiao Feng as he turns the art of cooking into a lifeline, serving hope on a plate and defying the apocalypse one dish at a time. Will his unique culinary skills be enough to survive in this nightmarish world?

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war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”