MTL - I Became the Cannon Fodder In the Novels of Female Cultivators - Chapter 279 all kill for one

Having a rough life growing up, Wang Tong had numerous dreams of living a better life. However, his alcoholic foster father sells him off as a space settler of the distant planet Norton for some pocket change. Soon after his arrival, the Zergs overran the planet and obliterated its defenses in a matter of minutes. What awaited Tong on Norton was more than just an unbearable environment – its gravity alone was five-times stronger than earth – there were also swarms of bugs, constant hunger, thirst, and desolation.

While he lives a year of total carnage and survival, humanity’s Confederation eventually overcomes the Zergs on Norton and the powerful survivor Wang Tong is given a recommendation to a once famous, but now dying military academy where he begins his life anew.

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Jung Yoon-Ho, the Midas Touch of the Entertainment Industry, regresses to a first-year talent agent.

The life of the unrivaled ‘Rookie Talent Agent’ starts now.

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