Rise My Elementals! - Chapter 2: Mana Stone

As the Gods descended onto Earth to bless their children to save them from the threat of extinction, supernatural beings were born with the help of the System.

However, not everyone was blessed.

Zayn was a “Normie”, but he was quite happy about that!

Who the hell needs the Blessing of a God or a spoon-feeding system?

I don't!

As long as I had the Grimoire of the Ancient, some fragmented memories of my past, and my Army of Spirits, not even Gods would dare to look me in the eyes!

In this period where countless supporting lead actors always attempt to counterattack, turn over a new leaf or simply refuse to take up the role, his purpose of existing is to fill the role of a good supporting male lead and uphold his duty to the best of his ability. To add the needed lustre to storylines and this world. Only, it’s a pity that someone who is not afraid of god-like enemies will be afraid of pig-like teammates.

Bitterly, he realises that for some unfathomable reason, he is being bothered time and again by a bastard who refuses to follow the script… In order to walk the path of a good supporting male lead, he engages in a battle of wits and courage with that person. Loving each other and killing each other, one ultimately cannot escape fate’s teasing– why is it so difficult wanting to be a responsible and diligent supporting male lead?! QAQ

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As a qualified female antagonist, Maya Monroe's daily task is to sneer and look down at the female lead, Kiki Monroe, to facilitate Kiki's slap in the face and rise to the top.Audition scene:Maya Monroe: How dare a little nobody compete with me for the role? This role is definitely mine!Netizens: Such boastful talk! Nonsense! Kiki, slap her in the face!The audition results come out, and Maya Monroe succeeds in the audition.Maya Monroe, who is obviously holding back: ......Netizens: Wow... Not only is she confident, but she's also so talented! I'm loving it!At the awards ceremony, Maya Monroe holds a bunch of trophies, looking helplessly at the camera.Kiki Monroe, sitting below, has long left the scene angrily, biting her little handkerchief.Host: You've been nominated for so many awards, Maya, what are your thoughts?Maya Monroe pauses for a moment: Actually, I'm not interested in awards.Fans suddenly go wild: Ahhh, sister is so classy, I love it!Maya Monroe's husband is the male lead's brother. According to the plot, this big shot divorces her due to being unable to stand Maya Monroe's arrogance and lets her fend for herself.To make Ian Rowe hate her, Maya Monroe tries her best to act outrageous.She deliberately knocks over Ian Rowe's soup, not knowing the chicken soup is poisoned.She arrogantly steals Ian Rowe's food, not knowing that it all comes from the culinary-struggling Ian Rowe.Maya Monroe: Quickly hate me!Ian Rowe: She... must like me!Another title for this story: “About My Efforts to Hold Back but Repeatedly Crush the Female Lead”, “About How Just Saying a Few Words Casually Makes a Bunch of People Like Me”, “Ah! It's Becoming Increasingly Hard to Be an Antagonist These Days”

This is a story about a graduate student of ancient Chinese who was repeatedly trampled on the road to employment, and returned to the middle of the Ming Dynasty and entered the body of a young child in a mountain village. There are many disputes in the farmyard With a dull father, a fierce mother, and a group of extremely bad relatives. Fortunately, we have thousands of years of historical accumulation, the Four Books and Five Classics, and the Eight-part Essays, and the majors are also suitable. Who says that it is difficult for a poor family to produce a noble son? The national strength has risen, and the rule of law has been relaxed; the law and discipline are lax, and the official discipline is lazy; there are a few treacherous ministers, and there are also some Japanese pirates; but overall, it can be said that this is a fertile ground for the free growth of scholars and officials. A legend of the rise of a poor family also grew from here