Alternate World: I Started With Two SSS Templates - Chapter 22

Ancient existences wake up in the abyss, demons whisper in people’s ears, unknown horrors erode the spirit, and madness breeds in the darkness of people’s hearts.

But it is not only darkness that descends on this world.

There are heavily armed dark knights walking in the dark to judge crimes; tight-fitting supernatural beings wandering between buildings to act as friendly neighbors; The impossible god on earth, the “S” symbolizing hope shines like the sun on his chest…

No one could have imagined that behind all of them, there was just a player sitting in front of a computer screen holding a keyboard and punching hard.

- Description from novelbuddy

Talented in Magecraft but useless in physical combat?

Oaks Lin was favored by the force of nature and was reborn in the Marvel world.

But this world is at stake…

The three avenues against fate—

Technology, mutation, magic.

So be a scientist who looks like mutants actually use magic?

“Just hit De! Just hit De!”

In the face of the army led by the Avengers, Thanos was furious:

“Why did the one who was hacked to death just now get up again!”

“Damn beasts, eat a knife from this seat!”

“Big Gugu – Flutter your wings!”

“…Turn the fire!”

Thanos turned around and slashed through Team America’s shield:

“You said you could play all day?”

This is a story about a Druid who pretends to be a scientist and survives in the Marvel world.

(Marvel Cinematic Universe MCU background)

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Completed the works “Pirates of Light Swordsman” and “Guardian of Tirisfal of Konoha”

Personality Guarantee

- Description from novelbuddy

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go.Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass.Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons.On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes.A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past.Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.