Rebirth In Junior High School Campus: The Strongest Black Belly Business Woman - Chapter 1145: The horse stumbled, and it was lucky (2)

Xu Cun, who was reborn in 1977, started from Xiangjiang and built a global entertainment empire step by step.

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Born without a mana circle into one of the most powerful family of hunters in the country, Luthra was the ultimate failure. Deemed trash and disowned, he was cast out with nothing but the clothes on his back and a cold, self-hating resolve.For five years, he trained his body to its breaking point, only to discover his weakness was a lie. His power wasn't absent—it was a paradox. A 'Negative' mana circle so volatile it had to be sealed by a god at his birth, lest it annihilate his very soul.Now, the seal is cracking. To prevent catastrophe and seize his own destiny, Luthra is given a key: The Negative Leveling System. In this world, power means leveling up. For Luthra, true strength is found by leveling down.Armed with a simple industrial chain and an unshakable pragmatism, he begins his hunt. Every monster core he absorbs pushes him deeper into negative levels, unlocking twisted skills and an incomprehensible strength the world has never seen.They called him a zero. But in a system where Level -10 is stronger than Level 1, Luthra is about to show them what true power looks like from the bottom.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”

“If fate wants me to suffer, it should have picked someone else!” —Raven.Raven wakes up as the protagonist of his favorite novel. He knows the brutal storyline that makes grown men weep.The original protagonist endured it all, but Raven has no plans to play along.He has a system, but that broken thing has everything locked.He has knowledge of the plot, but no clue what twists the author hid beyond what he read.He has a choice to suffer like before or rewrite everything.The tragic twists? Fuck themThe heartbreaking losses? Skip themPointless sacrifices? Save themNo more misery for the sake of character growth.This time, he is writing his own legend and a story worth remembering!