MTL - My Nemesis Has Finally Gone Bankrupt - Chapter 88

The world ended, seven days of earthquakes, volcanic eruption and then came the meteor storm, bringing something worse—mutation.Now, survivors are group into Shifters, mutated humans and normals.Ava Zhang was supposed to be a Normal. Useless. Disposable.Thrown into a military-controlled bunker, she is sorted into Level Three—the bottom rank, where the weak are left to rot. Starving, overworked, and surrounded by desperate scavengers, she realizes that in this world, strength decides survival.But Ava isn’t as powerless her hidden System activates. The Blueprint System—an ability that lets her design and invent anything, from weapons to high-tech defenses.

Trample over the proud, suppress myriad paths!To vie for the ultimate way, only I, the Sword Sovereign, shall stand supreme!My sword may seem ordinary at first glance, but rest assured, it will be your end!

Having transmigrated into the world of Journey to the West and become Tang Monk, equipped with a gaming system that allows for battling demons and leveling up, while looting equipment, from then on, the demons on the path to the Western Heaven were in danger. Monk Sha: Big Brother, it’s not good, another demon has been captured by Master. Tang Monk: You all listen to me today, it’s not you protecting your master on his journey to the Western Heaven to seek scriptures, but rather your master has to drag you all along, you know? Without you, your master alone would have fought, uh, made it to the Western Heaven by now...

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go.Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass.Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons.On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes.A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past.Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.