MTL - Tianjiao Retired, I Extracted the Entry To Practice - Chapter 327 There are wise people in the world, there are stupid people, and there are

“I am an exception.”—Dimm....Growing up in poverty, Dimm never expected anything good in life. His main means of earning had been through begging.However, even he didn't know there would come a day that would be his last day on Earth. He had received a chocolate from a girl. Along with the snack, was a game card.After consuming the chocolate, Dimm bilocated into a Survival game where he must soar through all challenges.But, he seemed to be chosen for another cause in this survival game.In this game, he will suddenly begin to uncover his lineage which he had long not known anything about. He is embodied with the mark of a forgotten god of the game and must thrive to complete the initial course of this god.To achieve this, he had inherited a different system from the other...***«Game Breaking Loopholes Detected!»[>>>Glitch Unlocked!][>>>Unlimited Evolution Unlocked!][>>>Alteration Unlocked!][>>>Devourer Unlocked!]“Good luck, Dimm.”...Follow me to wander the path of this novel as Dimm takes on responsibility, explores the game world, and strives to complete its missions.Tags:#Kingdom Building#Survival Challenges#Mystery Unravel#Harem...

An Ning transmigrated to a parallel universe in the year 1780, initially hoping to use his understanding of history to remain neutral and become a wealthy landlord, seeking neither fame nor recognition in the troubled times.However, it seems that the course of events has somewhat spiraled out of his control.'Respected General, we acknowledge no one but you,' said the young Captain with the surname Bonaparte.

The extraordinaire has disrupted the silence of the world and ever since then, technology has taken a different path.

Epic fantasy presence: Ashes Of The First Tyrant [AOTFT]Prologue – The Law of AuraThey say every soul burns.Some flare brightly and fade. Others smolder quietly for a lifetime.But a rare few, rare beyond reason ignite with such intensity that the world bends to them. These are not gods. Not yet.These are the Tyrants.And their aura is not a gift.It is a weight a burden.In this world, aura is everything.It is the breath behind a sword strike, the pressure behind a command, the silent will that can crush or inspire. Most are born with it. Few master it.But only one…only one in an ageawakens the Tyrant’s Spirit…the aura that dominates not by force, but by presence alone.