MTL - Pirate: Seeing My Proficiency, I Became a Legend - Chapter 50 The first appearance of the tool man, the second piece of historical text

With her superb skills, Tang Ming has countless peach blossoms from small to large.

There is a President willing to contract fish ponds for her.

There are also overbearing male masters who are willing to make a fortune for her.

School grass keeps his body like jade for her, infatuated male leads are countless.

There are countless peach blossom debts, and the whole body is written with slag from top to bottom.

Until she encountered the system.

From then on, the road to ending slag, is getting farther and farther away…….

*School grass means the hottest guy in school.

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Garou woke up in the world of Naruto, reborn as an ordinary civilian of the Hidden Leaf Village.To his shock, he discovered he suffered from the same limitation as Rock Lee: completely talentless in both ninjutsu and genjutsu. Worse yet, he belonged to the same generation as Naruto and the other members of the Konoha 12.But Garou wasn’t the type to quit. He knew that pure grind beats natural talent.Might Guy had already proven that much.However, unlike Guy, Garou had seen the end. He had watched the anime.He understood that taijutsu, as powerful as it was, always burned out like a firework, brilliant but brief.And this time, he had no intention of going out like that.Determined to break past the limits, Garou began creating his own techniques, pushing the boundaries of what a “mere” civilian could achieve.And the mysterious light orb in his mind granted him powers based on the influence his techniques had on others and the world itself.The world of Naruto would never be the same again.The grind doesn’t stop until the world bows before his fists.

They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies.
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures.
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?!

As a human, I should be miles away from any large shifter event. Especially the annual Mate Hunt.A hunt for mates. Doesn't that sound barbaric? Yeah, it's as bad as it sounds.Several packs in the area gather as their newly minted adult wolves shift. Females are let into the woods first and are given an hour's head start, just before sundown. Then it's time for the males, ostensibly thrown out to hunt down the scent of their fated (or chosen) mates.It isn't an event for the faint of heart, and it's definitely no place for someone who can't shift. So why the fuck am I here, running my little human heart out, chased by what sounds like an entire pack of wolves? Great question. I don't know, either.But I'm here.Surrounded by howls fueled by the thrill of the hunt.Feet bleeding. Lungs freezing.I am so fucked.----R18. Dark themes, including but not limited to: Murder, attempted murder, a stack of dead bodies, betrayal, mild sociopathy, an ML who appears to bathe in red flags despite his favorite color being green, an unwarranted hatred of blueberry muffins, and pillow thievery.