Becoming a God Starts with Acting - Chapter 149: [The Corpse Collector] (25)

Rude is a tank, known as the strongest in history. However, the Hero decided that his skills were worthless because he couldn’t do anything but take damage, and threw him out of the party. His cleric friend who trusted him followed him to the remote village that Rude was forced to return to.

[Adapted into Manhwa]In a world teetering on the brink of annihilation at the hands of the primordial evil, Erebos, five heroes rose to challenge fate. [The Brave] Arion. [The Divine Blacksmith] Dweno. [The Nebula’s Progenitor] Luna. [The King of Wisdom] Lisinas. And finally, me, [The Hero of Beginnings] Kyle.After my reincarnation, I found myself hailed as a great hero. “Except for one small detail, nobody mentions me.”At the Hero Academy, where the sacred gift bestowed by the gods, the Hero Record, chronicles the deeds of legends, I enrolled to uncover the truth behind my forgotten legacy.“Fine, then. I’ll just go there and become the top student. No big deal.”

“Pretend to be my lover and join the social circle.”

Selena, the top star that had the entire world’s attention, was suddenly warped to Northern Duke’s land during an accident while filming. Kalcion, the Northern Duke that saved her from the infernal beasts, offers Selena a chance to go back home in return for collecting information in various social circles by pretending to be his lover. Selena quickly accepts Kalcion’s offer, but…

“Why in the world can’t you do this!?”
“Don’t you think that the answer to that should be obvious to you, the actress, not to me, the duke?”

There was a critical problem. The Northern Duke’s acting skills are horrible!

“…Let’s change the plan. I’ll seduce you instead.”

And thus the contractual relationship between the two started. Will Kalcion’s acting skill improve first, or will he start to have true feelings for Selena instead?

Hello, everyone. My name is Shen JianGuo. I’m a night school teacher. I mainly teach the subjects of (Marxist) philosophy and ethics. I occasionally review new policies and measures for the students. I never see my colleagues and students during the day. The training institute classrooms are all abandoned schools, hospitals, or houses. The bus number is 444 and it always appears in front of my door at 12 midnight and disappears before 5am.

What? You say I met a ghost? Impossible. As a staunch scientific materialist, I don’t believe ghosts exist in this world.

But recently I’ve had an issue to raise. Can the training institute bring the class time up a little bit? Wouldn’t it be good to start around 8pm? Though I fear nothing on earth or in the heavens, I’m afraid of going bald.

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