I Got Reincarnated as a Zombie Girl - Chapter 127 – Simulated Battle

Jason, a young man who died after getting involved in a brutal accident that killed him reincarnated into the exact novel he was reading on the night he died.He was reincarnated into the novel he was reading before his untimely death, as a baby who had just been birthed successfully. From his birth he was shown no love due to his non-existent aptitude in magic.Lucky for him, he awakened the Talent system.A system that allowed him to copy talents; skills that individuals excelled at, the skills that made said individuals the cream of the crop. With the exact same mastery of the person he copied it from.The system when trying to increase his aptitude for mana only managed to decrease it even lower blessed him with nature energy to passively strengthen himself.With no magic and a system that allows him to copy talents, watch Jason climb through the ranks of the world and become the strongest!...[Host can choose a talent to copy: Null eyes, War God's Embrace, 30 Blade movements, Advanced War Tactics]

After getting forcefully reincarnated into a world of an otome game he has no clue about, the protagonist is then killed and brought back to life by the prideful villainess with one desire.

To rule the world.

As the ruthless girl’s Eternal Servant, how will he dodge the fate that the game system has in store for him?

Char lived alone in the closed beta test of “Fantasy World” for thousands of years. He had already experienced 177 data wipes. In this span of time, he had already successfully charmed all of the NPC beauties, challenged all of the bosses single-handedly, gathered all of the divine weapons and used hundreds of methods to complete the online game as though it was a replayable console game. Just as he was losing the ability to differentiate whether he was a player or an NPC, the public beta started for “Fantasy World”. As such, a player who was even more terrifying than a boss was born.

Every author loves their story.Sure, you may get tired of writing it after quite a while, but even so; it was a novel you enjoyed writing before, no?The words you put consideration to, the effort you did research overnight.The thrill to have a reader, the thought of someone enjoyed your work.All of it was something you used to cherish, but you may end up forgetting the joy over small things one day as you move on.Everyone loves their work.But some forget they did.