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After Transmigration, I farmed monsters until I became unmatched

Ryan Zhao, a disillusioned young man from Earth, dies and unexpectedly wakes up in the body of Li Wei, a boy considered the biggest waste of the Li Clan. In a world where strength decides everything, he is mocked, bullied, and despised because he can’t cultivate at all. But everything changes when he accidentally slaps a fly to death and activates the God of War System. With instant upgrades, martial skills, and powerful abilities dropping into his hands, Ryan rises from “trash” to a nine-star warrior overnight. He gains mystical skills like the Sky Eye Technique and Three Thousand Flames, allowing him to crush enemies and erase them without a trace. Along the way, he grows closer to Li Xue, a beautiful girl who secretly admires him. When bullies try to humiliate him again, Ryan fights back, this time with overwhelming power. Determined to keep leveling up, he heads into the dangerous Forest of Death to farm monsters all night, unaware that even his father suspects he has gained a great opportunity. This is the story of a transmigrator who ended up in the body of a once-useless boy and turned himself into an unstoppable powerhouse, with a system, confidence, and beauty by his side. * Author's Other notable contracted works: War Online, My Soul Card is a Reaper, Weapon Seller in the world of Magic, and A Peacock Husband of Five Princesses by day-A Noble Assassin by Night. * Do comment and give power stones or golden tickets to support the author. For further support: patreon.com/snowstar For discussions about the novel or hints of future arcs and spoilers, Join the Discord server: https://discord.gg/9pw6NBJD
Snowstar · 3.2k Views

The World-Breaking Divine Eye

No matter how powerful you are or how rich you can rival a country, in the face of the power of awakening, all are but fleeting clouds! Qin Hao was originally an unremarkable clerk in an antique shop, spending his days surrounded by antiques and only seeking a peaceful life. Little did he expect that his boss, who had treated him well on ordinary days, would secretly collude with outsiders and set a fatal trap, attempting to push him into an irreversible abyss. In a desperate situation, fate suddenly reversed - Qin Hao unexpectedly awakened the legendary Taotie Divine Eye! This pupil can distinguish truth from falsehood, reveal the secrets of the universe, and dispel the illusory. Ancient treasures are exposed in his eyes, and even intrigues and schemes cannot escape his insight. He made a backhand move, causing the unscrupulous boss and his accomplices to suffer the consequences and lose their reputation. In a perilous situation, skillfully seize the peerless treasure, Jade within Jade, and unlock the secret that has been sealed for a thousand years. With the power of her divine eyes, she has stirred up waves in the antique and business circles, and has also attracted the love and companionship of stunning beauties such as cold fairies and domineering female ceos, walking hand in hand with them. From a lowly clerk who was constantly bullied to a top-notch powerhouse who dominated the world, Qin Hao used the Taotie Divine Eye as his blade to break through the injustice of the world, turn the tide, and eventually stand at the peak of life, looking down upon all beings!
mj_J · 5.7k Views

A Foolish Regressor's Only Choice

An infected world. With a never-ending invasion. Status screens, unique skills, gods and demons… even monsters capable of ending the world in a single breath. "Hah… what kind of circus do we keep getting thrown into? I am still not sure whether humanity deserves this or if the universe is just bored.." By the time he reached his twelfth life, Iskael had already watched the world end more times than he could count on two hands. He had failed as a hero, as a survivor, and as a lover, thrown back again and again using the tool he desperately monopolized. he stood alone at the cliff’s edge, but he looked nothing like the terrified survivors scattered far behind him. He looked over the Zenith Chasm in silence. Below him, the abyss seethed with monsters in the millions. An evil smile permeated his face, a face no normal soul could ever be able to make staring endlessly at an abyss. It was the kind of smile that would have made his classmates step back on instinct, a smile that did not match any sane person who still claimed to fight for humanity. Wind pressed against his clothes, dragging the torn fabric slightly over his frame. And beneath it, black linen tattoos shimmered like living veins of ink. The unearthly symbols crawled and shifted across his torso, disappearing into the hidden folds creased into his figure. He stood above the ever hollowing Zenith Chasm, as the sole vanguard for the beginning of the raid. Having fearful last minute thoughts would be normal, for anyone staring at such an abomination of numbers. Yet you see only one mantra stayed firm to this young man, Iskael's heart. A coping mantra more dear than anything. “Step back. Or step forward. Step through your hurt again, until the loop bends to you. Then time will also be nothing but your lesson and your tool to carve the little life you were denied having.” This time he chose to step forward. Air rushed past him as he let himself fall, his body flipping weightlessly through the tranquil yet furious winds, and as he fell those black tattoos began glowing brighter with each rotation in preparation for something. Then, as monsters roared and the world shook beneath him, he whispered: “It is such a melodramatic thing to say.." But you see, my little karma farms...” His grin widened. “I’m a regressor.” **BOOOM**
DeadlyReplacement · 7.3k Views

Fate: I Just Want to Die and Sit on the Throne of Heroes

I crossed into the world of Type Moon and, for some reason, the Root itself recognized me. As long as I die an abnormal death, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and become its lord, an existence stronger and freer than even the Seven Grand Servants. So, in order to die, I started acting like a complete fool across the Nasuverse. I cursed Gilgamesh to his face in Uruk, challenged almighty Zeus in Greece, openly kidnapped Skadi in Northern Europe, proclaimed in Israel that Solomon was a demon god instead of a holy king, and even stood at Morgan’s side in Britain. Yet for some reason I am still alive. By 1994, Fuyuki City, history has given me a ridiculous list of titles: the third friend of the Most Ancient King, the first prime minister of Mesopotamia, the man favored by the Greek gods, the king of giants in Northern Europe, the incarnation of God who awakened Solomon’s humanity in Israel, the miracle worker supported by Prince Camelot. On top of the Fuyuki Bridge, a young yet world weary Lovi sits on the railing, staring at the city lights and sighing. “Tell me, what exactly went wrong? Or you could just kill me here and let me finally ascend to the Throne of Heroes. Please.” Kiritsugu Emiya lights a cigarette, glances at Artoria holding the Holy Spear, at the treasury of the King unfolding beside Gilgamesh, at the crimson spear tip reaching out from the distant Kingdom of Shadows. The cigarette in his hand trembles slightly.
FanficLord03 · 188.8k Views