Carefree Path of Dreams - Chapter 1031: Small Competition

A million years ago, he had traversed the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, braving countless mysterious Life Prohibition Zones, in search of a way to resurrect that foolish woman, but inadvertently learned one earth-shattering secret after another. Thereafter, he went through nine cycles of reincarnation, strategizing over the world, casting his net across the heavens, with the Myriad Realms as his board! In this life, he had returned from reincarnation, his Qi engulfing mountains and rivers, “It’s time to close the net...”

When it collapses, it is impossible to speak, the imaginary number tree in the quantum sea.

Along with the prosperity of civilization, the disaster called Honkai will come silently.

Apocalypse, Famine, Herrscher, End.

No one is the savior of the world, only the warriors who fight for a better world.

However, in an accident, they got an accidental gift against the collapsed and successful civilization.

The information called the future, the reward in line with the heart, and the punishment of sorrow.

Can they use this to meet the challenge of collapse?

Bronya: Betrayal is a silver smile.

Raiden Mei: I will fall into darkness, and you will return to light.

Kiana: I’m Kiana, also k423, and more importantly, Xilin.

Otto: Old friend, I’m not lying.

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[ps: Exposure stream movie-viewing body collapse novel. 】

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“Oracle” – A groundbreaking game emerges, silently transforming the world. When the game’s powers can manifest in reality, does it inspire excitement or instill fear?Ethan Carter, an ordinary office worker, falls victim to food poisoning after accidentally consuming expired groceries. However, upon logging into “Oracle,” he unexpectedly acquires a unique ability known as the “Venom Source.” Turning his misfortune into a blessing, Ethan embarks on an extraordinary journey to the pinnacle of power.

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.