Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies - Chapter 35: Fake Friends

With the descent of the Demon Monarchs, humanity was pushed to the brink of total annihilation by the demons of the underworld and their disciples. But with the manifestation of the Divine System, those chosen by the divine beings rose up to save humanity.At the age of sixteen, teenagers awaken their systems and abilities—each granted a class suited to them—allowing them to battle the creatures of darkness and protect their world from the abyss.Michael was the son of a poor family and, even after reaching the required age, he didn’t awaken his system.One day, he was bullied and beaten nearly to death.At the brink of death, as the light faded from his eyes and his vision blurred, his system finally awakened.[The Divine System has awakened][Awakening begins...][Awakening successful][Class: Shadow Monarch][Affinity: Divine Shadow & Lightning][Innate Talent: Lineage of the Shadow God]That was what he saw before passing out.The boy who was once mocked and humiliated now carries the lineage of a forgotten god.But… was he the only one?

Transmigrating to the perilous High Martial World, Su Mu has dedicated half his life to diligent efforts, but due to mediocre talent, he has not progressed an inch in ten years, remaining a Second Level Martial Artist.On his birthday, feeling troubled, he plans to drown his sorrows in alcohol until an unusual sound echoes in his mind.“Ding!”[Superpower Refresh System successfully loaded!][Every month, a Spirit Stone can be consumed to randomly refresh a superpower!]

Yun is a novice MMO player who equipped only unpopular skills labelled as garbage. However, soon after the official launch of the game, the NPC stopped to sell Recovery Potion. Everyone finally started to notice the importance of Support Magic and Items. And that spells trouble for Yun as well as all the support-based players. They received orders for recovery potion from endless flood of players en masse, some more aggressive players even go as far as forcing the support players to be their personal craftsman. In order to prevent this from going out of hands, all the support players grouped together to form a community to keep things in order.

Writing, drawing, and occasionally pretending to be a master of calligraphy, fooling people into paying customers with a lot of money…

This is Lin Zhishui’s light and comfortable little days.

However, he didn’t know that the guests of his calligraphy and painting shop who loved the ancient style and traditional culture were actually strange people who practiced in the world.

The guests never thought that the most mysterious and unpredictable figure in the cultivation world was just a mortal who liked to play dumb puzzles?

so-called-

Cross-server communication is barrier-free, and you can rely on your brain for guidance!

After many years, Lin Zhishui finally understood the truth. Looking at the brush that had accompanied him for many years, the corners of his mouth twitched:

“This is poisonous!”

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[ps: When you are bored, you can look at the other two works by author Jun, “I heard that I am super fierce after my death” and “The Strongest Internet God”, which are relatively short, light spray, orz]

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