Transdimensional Marketing - Chapter 159 - Shock! Frightening Fifth Livestream (3)

“Every person has an equal amount of 8 skill holder slots. There are normal skills such as 【Physical Strength】 which takes up 1 slot, but there are also rare skills which take up 4 to 5 slots, or even rarer ones which take up all 8 slots.”

Is what old man Hinga taught me at the Orb Mine, where skill orbs are unearthed.

But we “s*aves” could not acquire skills due to Contract Magic, thus s*aves had no future.

On one fateful day.

The noble who owned the mine, that is, our “Master”, came to visit the Orb Mine.

Due to a sudden earthquake, the ceiling collapsed. Rocks fell directly on the noble’s head. And he died.

At that moment, our contract magic disappeared.

The clever s*aves ran straight to the warehouse where the skill orbs were stored.

They absorbed rare skill orbs, and used their newfound abilities and magic to defeat the guards and escaped the mine.

It was a riot.

I was too late to pick up a skill orb.

“–It’s over. I will be forced back into being a s*ave,” I despaired.

But just then, I saw a skill orb that shouldn’t exist.

An orb which used 10 skill holder slots -【All Things In Creation 《World Ruler》】

A non-standard skill orb that would be of no interest to anyone but researchers because no soul in the world could use it.

However, I was able to absorb 【World Ruler】.

Why? That’s because I was a “reincarnated person.”

I had 8 more skill holder slots than an average person, for a total of 16 slots.

The mine is besieged and there is only one exit. A mysterious skill 【World Ruler】 in my hand.

What do I do now?

Kaizen Renji Asahina was an NPC in a popular RPG, designed only to sit in class, nod on cue, and say three recycled dialogue lines.But one day, something glitches and he wakes up.Suddenly aware, trapped inside the Academy of Heroes, Kaizen must survive:A Demon King candidate as his overly earnest roommate.A terrorist student club that crowns him “Lord Shadow.”An Inquisitor waiting for any excuse to turn the academy into a warzone.He’s just an NPC.Why is he the center of the story now!?

At the moment when life ceased to exist, Ye Zhongming returned to ten years ago, to that afternoon when the apocalypse began.

Was it heaven’s favor or another punishment? Did he really have to re-live the cruel and frigid end of the world? Ye Zhongming decided to survive, not for anything else, but for those comrades who had fought and died together, for his unwavering lover! And he wanted to find answers.

Why did countless roulette wheels emerge from nothingness, and why did tens of thousands of warriors descend from the sky? Who turned this beautiful azure planet into bloody ruins that were covered in corpses?

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I died in my world… and woke up in someone else’s story.But not as the hero. Not as the villain. Not even as a side character who mattered. I’m… an NPC—a nobody, a background observer, invisible to everyone.At first, I thought I was powerless. But then I discovered something strange: I could leave notes, whisper hints, move objects… small nudges that subtly changed the story. Every tiny action rippled through the plot, shaping outcomes, saving lives, and altering the fate of heroines, heroes, and even villains.The catch? The story is alive. It resists interference. Push too hard, and accidents happen. Plot twists turn against me. Minor disasters loom. The more I try to influence, the more the story fights back.So I play carefully. I study. I manipulate quietly. I watch the heroines, heroes, and overlooked side characters, weaving invisible threads that guide them. I don’t fight. I don’t cheat. I survive—and maybe, just maybe, I can change the story from the shadows.From an unnoticed NPC to the hidden hand behind the world, I’ll prove that even a nobody can rewrite the story.