The Lazy Chronicles: Apartment of the Apocalypse - Chapter 46: Into the Unknown

In a world where everything is led by wizards, Ron, who transmigrates into this world and is struggling to fuse with the soul of the original body owner, has been taken to the Black Mist Jungle, where the guide sneers during the declaration:“If the assessment is not passed within a year, I will personally dissect your brain.”Just as he is in despair, a Panel awakens in his mind:[Ron Ralph][Age: 15][Current Profession: None][Current Profession Slots: 0/∞]

Reborn in 2004, facing the age where pigs can be blown up, Lin Xuan, carrying the “Strongest Cottage King System”, started galloping…

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A decision can destroy the sun, moon and stars. A finger can kill the Heavenly Overlord. While chatting, the Heaven and ten worlds can be annihilated.

A poor little kid walks out from a remote mountain area while holding the Nine Dragons and the Incredible Cauldron. With a control over the time and space eternally, he embarks on the Path to God where he defies the odds of the boundless universe gaudily by fighting against royalty and clashing with the legendary generation.

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.