The King of Urban Mercenaries - Chapter 125: Call Your Wife

This world is Heaven.

Because this world has everything you dream of, everything you wish for.

This world is Hell.

Because everyone in this world are parts of a never-ending massacre.

Are you fighting to survive, or fighting to come home?

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Marcus was a rising star in finance, until his boss's petty revenge left him fired, and near broke. The woman he loved was gone. His future was a joke, his life adrift, and with nothing left to loseHis only way out was Dominion, the world's first true VRMMO, a game that promises to become humanity's second world, where in-game gold translates to real-world wealth. For Marcus, it wasn't a game; it was a desperate last chance to rebuild his life and support his sister.But on the day of character creation, the system glitched.While other players were assigned random stats, Marcus was given the impossible: Maxed-Out Base Attributes and a legendary, unchangeable Luck stat of 20.The system tried to fix him. It failed.Now, Marcus doesn't play the game. He exploits it. Armed with a broken skill that reveals every secret and a drop rate that makes him instantly rich, he is the statistical anomaly the developers never accounted for.

Everyone has friends in their lives, right?They can be anyone—good friends, bad friends, or even... friends with benefits.Ahem!Anyway, the point is, everyone has friends. And so did I.I was friends with author of web novel.Yeah, was.A small argument over how the main character should act in novel of [World’s Greatest Hero] led to a fight with my friend, the author.Still frustrated, I stormed out of his house... and that’s when Truck-kun hit me.But that wasn’t the worst part.The worst part? I woke up in a different body—the body of a side character in my friend’s novel.A character who is supposed to die in the prologue.[Your body is dying!][You don’t have much time left.][The creator of this world is mocking you.]F#ck you, Author.F#ck this novel.I will survive, and when I do—I'll beat you to a pulp!---