No More Pain For This Villain. - Chapter 270 First Stop-Tavern

On Christmas day, seemingly overnight, God summoned everyone on Earth, giving every single person a 'Gift' along with a System.

These Gifts, synonimous with special abilities granted people powers beyond comprehension.

However, with these abilities came tragedy that enveloped the world. The Apocalypse!

Jeremy Lewis, a reclusive loner, is mysteriously exempt from this phenomenon and finds himself being the only one without a Gift.

God decides to grant him the last Gift available, [Subspace], and forcefully returns him to a world that has become hell.

Horrifying monsters now lurk around every corner, and inevitable death awaits.

Arming himself with his wits and the Gift he possesses, how will Jeremy survive this cruel new world that he finds himself in?

“Everything will go according to plan, and ultimately the path I have started will lead to my victory... these tools will be useful in achieving that!”

Chen Fan transmigrates to a Spiritual Qi-revived Martial Arts world and acquires a martial arts panel.Not only can it enhance the body, but it can also improve skill levels, unlock skill-specific traits, and continuously upgrade.Basic Archery Level 1, Traits: Strengthening the Body Level 1, Superhuman Arm Strength Level 1, Slow Fire Level 1Basic Archery Level 3, Traits: Strengthening the Body Level 3, Superhuman Arm Strength Level 3, Slow Fire Level 3, Mounted Archery Level 1Basic Archery Level 6, Traits: Strengthening the Body Level 6, Superhuman Arm Strength Level 6, Slow Fire Level 6, Mounted Archery Level 4, Rapid Fire Level 1From Basic Fist Technique, Basic Step Technique, to Tai Chi Fist, Xingyi Fist, Eight Trigrams Palm, and Yi Jin Jing...Step by step, he ascends toward the pinnacle of the world.

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.

Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.

“What? What are you talking about?”

This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.

The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.

“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”

“Nano Mashin?”

The boy’s face hardened.

Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.

The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.

“Um, are you really Mashin?”

The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.

To pass as an imperial concubine, one must be professional.

Actually, the profession of an imperial concubine is pretty good. The emperor will accompany you in eating and drinking, and even pay you for it. What’s not good about that?