Reaper's Resurgence: A System Reset - Chapter 11B3 | - Hero

In the middle of the night, looking at the woman in his embrace, he smiled devilishly, “With your discontentment, do you want me to continue?”

In the year 3021 of the Western calendar, the last world war broke out and the earth was destroyed.
A group of survivors left their homes to settle on new planets. New races, new classes are born. Cities began to be built, countries rose one after another, conflicts between different races intensified, and social order was re-established…
The transformation from a survivor to an aggressor was but a moment.
This is a world where the strong are respected and the fittest survive.
Shang Ping was reborn from the earth in the 21st century to this planet. The moment he woke up, his fate had already begun to change.

Content Labels: Strong Soul Conversion Court Marquis Heaven’s Chosen
Search keywords: Protagonist: Shang Ping ┃ Supporting roles: Solan Edrich, Liu Xi, Austin ┃ Others: future time and space, battleship, interstellar war, rebirth, distant starry sky

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*Fast paced fast slapping modern novel*Jiang AiLin, known as Miss Fox. Why was she called as Miss Fox? It's because she had killed someone while pretending to be the only daughter of the famous Jiang Family.It turns out, from a young age she was pretending to be the daughter of Jiang Family. When her identity was revealed, instead of apologizing she burned the whole house of the Jiang Family, causing for someone to be killed inside the fire!Heinous! Heinous! Everyone in Beijing had at least heard of this story once, especially the socialites who look down on her for being a Foxy woman whose true self was merely filled with hatred.But that woman had walked out of the prison after serving for six years.And... And she had caught the best bachelor as her lover! The eldest son of the Li Family, Li ZiChen.But she didn't come alone. She had came back with a revenge plan, to pay blood with blood.Yet why does this man knowing the people she had killed still agree to love her?!

Oliver Patrick, the Greatest General in Stormfront's history has a secret - a secret not many know. They think that his Iron WIll was built overnight. They know not the path of suffering he walked, as the slave Beam, to reach his destiny as King, and then Emperor.This is that story. A true story, of progress, struggle, hardship and strength. A story of greatness achieved without a system. A story of how one unknown boy's struggle transformed a continent forever.//ExtractThe arm dropped to the floor, as did the head. Spear points raced past the falling corpse as the goblins sought to take advantage of his momentary lapse in attention. But the tide had already shifted. The equilibrium that had kept the battle going for so long was shattered. With no bruiser to take care of their front lines and distract his attention, the goblins in front of him were no match for his speed.He employed his misdirection as he normally might, feigning the same backwards step that he had practised over and over, before leaping forward, catching the goblin off guard, twisting his body to avoid its spear and forcing his blade into its throat.It let out a high-pitched squeal as it dropped its spear and attempted to stem the tide of blood that was spurting from the wound. The goblin next to it squealed too, in fear this time, as its eyes widened, seeing two of its comrades dealt with so easily in quick succession. Beam saw it take a backwards step, as it attempted to turn and run away. But he was on it before it had a chance. He wrapped his arm around its neck and drove a sword through its back.Rather than let the corpse fall to the floor as he normally might, he held onto this one, enduring its death throes. Once life had finally left its body, he shifted it into place as a meat shield. Two arrows thudded against it, almost piercing it straight through. But the time they reached Beam the momentum was entirely gone – though they touched him, they did not even pierce his clothes.Slowly, with his meat shield in place, Beam advanced on the remaining goblins. They both shared a glance with each other as they dared to fire another volley, before turning on their heels and attempting to sprint away.“Stay,” a brief moment of eye contact, and one of the goblins was rooted in place. Beam tossed his shield aside and picked up a spear instead. With a twist of his hips and shoulder, the spear went soaring, impaling the running goblin straight through its stomach. Its bow fell to the ground, as strength left its hands. It then fell to its knees, before falling face down to the floor, pushing the spear back through itself.