Omega Summoner - Chapter 365: Baby Slime

Lin Feng traversed to the Saier Universe. This universe does not have the Saier robots from his previous life; instead, the hierarchy is somewhat similar to Pokémon.The bosses of various planets from his previous life have become rare and powerful Quasi-God elves.And those elves without a clan but with high abilities have become the legendary god-level elves.The Trainer profession has risen abruptly, and powerful trainers have become the rulers of a galaxy!Lin Feng embarks on the path to becoming stronger, aiming to stand at the pinnacle of the universe!When receiving his initial elf, the golden finger officially comes online!【Ding. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the level-one god “Primordial Spirit of Enlightenment”!】Lin Feng: “Goodness, starting with a top-tier companion, I’m invincible from the get-go!”(Even those who haven’t played can enjoy reading this)

The renowned SI Corporation’s chief designer, Xiao Yu, is young, promising, and brimming with talent. But who would have guessed that the heavens would be jealous of this heroic genius?! After waking up from a car accident, he unexpectedly is reborn as a hamster!

At the end of a Dynasty filled with Demons and rampant Martial Artists, Lin Xuankong has unfortunately transmigrated to this era, becoming a poor and sickly old man. However, with the help of the system Life Plate, his Talent and Comprehension grow stronger the longer he lives.And his much younger wife is a martial master...“That iron ball used to be Zhang Wu's knife. I squeezed it a couple of times, and it ended up like this! ” said his wife.“I hope you can teach me some Cultivation Techniques. As for the reward...” said Lin eagerly.

(Immortal Cultivation+Meeting a Perfect Match+Shura Field+Invincible Flow+Upgrade Flow+Playing the Pig and Eating the Tiger)—What is cultivation? When I think back to the past, cultivation was, as a baby, kicking my legs over and over again—kicking on the bed, kicking on the ground, kicking every single day. Cultivation was, as I grew older, swinging my sword again and again—slashing here, cutting there. Cultivation became, as I matured, the repeated harmony of yin and yang—busy tonight, and busy again tomorrow night. … My name is Xu Ming. I have never cared about the stipends given to me by those sect masters, noble ladies, or princesses.I said to her, “Can you give me a room closer to yours? I need to report my work to you at any moment.” Even if I accomplish nothing every day, I just want to watch how she cultivates. I…