My Tribrid System: More than a Monster - Chapter 137: A Twisted Plan

What happens when a 20-year-old ordinary young man transmigrates into America with a daily sign-in system, that gives rewards from most insignificant things like chewing gums, noodles to priceless things like shares of top companies, talents, future news etc...Follow how this young man slowly but step by step conquers the......“Maate! Wait, stop, stop, time out, time out.My goal is to live a leisurely and carefree life. Why should I do the thankless job of conquering the world?Shouldn't I spend that time flirting around with beauties or trying new foods and cultures? ““In my last life, I died as a single dog, and in this life, I finally became a rich 2nd generation and got a system, shouldn't I enjoy it? “Shut up! Stop him, and make him shut up! ahem… so, where we were… Yes!But can he truly achieve his dream of a carefree life amidst the treacherous world of business with high-stakes investment and the dazzling entertainment industry?Witness his rise to legendary status, as he becomes a godfather of investment and a titan of entertainment.He only wanted a carefree life, but how did he end up as the most powerful and richest man in the world?

I used a cheat to devise a character in a game. Upon regaining consciousness after pressing the play button, I discovered myself embodying the character I had crafted, the ‘Priest of Corruption.’ This character was intentionally created with unfavourable statistics and is widely detested! The sole item in my inventory was the withered hand of a woman, yet could it possibly be the hand of a goddess?

Birth rates are decreasing. Hope is vanishing. The world has gone gray.Humanity, drifting in quiet collapse, receives an email.Every person on Earth. Simultaneously.The Aegis Mandate.Disguised as a cosmic aptitude test, it triggers The Incident of Separation—a global psychic cataclysm that erases identities, wipes memories, and divides all survivors into three factions: Law, Neutral, and Chaos. Overnight, cities become battlegrounds. Apartments become dungeons. Ordinary people become monsters—or the ones who hunt them.Ragnar Vhagar was just a loner university student. Now, thanks to a system he didn’t ask for, he’s a newly minted Demon King, locked in a crumbling apartment with goblins under his sofa and a glowing soul crystal next to his frozen peas. His new job? Build a deadly domain, defend it from invading “Heroes,” and somehow level up fast enough to not die.Alongside him is Isabelle Thorne, a razor-sharp warrior of few words and one very sharp sword. Their reluctant alliance, born in blood and snark, evolves into trust—and maybe something dangerously close to affection—as they rise together through the layers of the game-like world they’re trapped in.With each conquered domain and defeated boss, Ragnar realizes the truth: the dungeons aren’t meant to crown a winner. They’re meant to break the players. The Law faction wants control. The Chaos faction craves destruction. But Ragnar? He wants something they’re all too afraid to say out loud:Freedom.In the ruins of Kanta’s ogre stronghold, Ragnar and his misfit warband take their biggest step yet—claiming a kingdom, unifying a fractured system, and preparing for what comes next. The Heroes are watching. The gods are stirring. The world is watching a war.And somewhere deep beneath it all... Ragnar is rewriting the rules.

Wang Zhong arrived in an alternate world and became embroiled in this world's global war.What he gained was a cheat, akin to a real-time strategy game's overhead perspective, and he could even see through the eyes of his subordinates' units!So, he decisively started micro-managing, “Shift the machine gun position five centimeters to the left! Place the anti-tank cannon in the forest on the right!”Three years passed in this manner, and Wang Zhong looked at the marshal's baton in his hand, then at the double-headed eagle flag behind the emperor's envoy.“In my hometown, there's an old saying, 'Princes and generals, are they not sprung from the masses?' Envoy, do you know of it?”