Solo Dungeon Streamer-I Am Overpowered - Chapter 10: Thread 2: Rising Tensions

Yun is a novice MMO player who equipped only unpopular skills labelled as garbage. However, soon after the official launch of the game, the NPC stopped to sell Recovery Potion. Everyone finally started to notice the importance of Support Magic and Items. And that spells trouble for Yun as well as all the support-based players. They received orders for recovery potion from endless flood of players en masse, some more aggressive players even go as far as forcing the support players to be their personal craftsman. In order to prevent this from going out of hands, all the support players grouped together to form a community to keep things in order.

Betrayed and forgotten by those he trusted most.Edmond Dantès had everything, a bright future, the love of his life, and the loyalty of his friends, or so he thought. Until the day it was all ripped away. Branded a criminal for a crime he never committed, he’s locked away in prison where the world forgets him. Years pass, but his fire doesn’t die.Then fate delivers him an impossible key: knowledge, power, and the means to carve his way back into the world. Edmond is reborn, not as the broken man who once begged for justice, but as a phantom cloaked in wealth, influence, and secrets.With every whispered deal, every calculated strike, he tears apart the empire of those who destroyed him.But vengeance is never clean. As the line blurs between justice and obsession, the questions remain: is he reclaiming his stolen life… or becoming something darker than the men he hunts?A saga of betrayal, rebirth, and ruthless revenge. Perfect for fans of psychological drama, sharp intrigue, and slow-burn retribution.

[Short Story] [Food Writing] [Sweet Little Cake] One day Ding Sha got transmigrated into a book, with a baby of unknown parentage in her belly.

Upon closer look, the baby turned out to be the male lead from a previous angsty novel she read.

A poor little thing unloved by his parents.

So impoverished that her stomach rumbled, but armed with superb cooking skills, she transformed herself from Ding Sha into the boxed lunch beauty at the construction site.

Kung pao chicken, garlic baby bok choy, spicy pork belly, tossed noodles – she cooked up a storm.

Before the construction workers could feel the stirrings of spring in their hearts, the baby’s father suddenly appeared.

Jun, carrying a travel bag stuffed full of cash, squatted outside the door gazing longingly at Ding Sha’s slightly bulging belly.

“Wife…I’m back…”

A 1v1 sweet doting story without abuse, a light and fluffy little sweet cake, safe for consumption.

In his past life, Ming Yu struggled in the European and United States fashion circles, eventually becoming the well deserved king of the catwalk.