Eating Melons in the Police Station - Chapter 122

In the 21st century Earth gave Birth to greatest genius ever. A genius who Master myriad of arts. Medicine to Engineering. Mathematics to Micro Biology. Weapon Designing to Environmental control. Music to Painting. Dance to Martial arts. He mastered Everything.

Protect humanity from anomalies.

Hunger, poverty, and death are the inevitable fate of those who live within the mist, a territory dominated by monsters where sunlight never reaches. With only one eye and missing an arm, daily suffering was all Lily could expect. In a world where the strong rule over the weak, she faces aggression and abuse every day, learning in the harshest, most painful way that kindness doesn’t exist.However, everything changes when she encounters a sentient metamorph, a nameless monster, wounded and abandoned by its pack. Together, they discover that perhaps they don't have to face this cruel world alone. Now, with a companion willing to risk everything to protect this bond, Lily, the girl who had lost everything, finds a new reason to live and fight.

Noa thought death would be the end of him, but something ancient disagreed.Reborn with a dragon’s bloodline and the ashes of forgotten beasts, Noa wakes up bound in chains.He was a traitor, marked for execution.But even after this second death, his fate isn't sealed.[Ding!][Congratulations, Host. You have inherited the First Dragon’s Bloodline.][Shadow Affinity detected][Weakest Beast Egg acquired. Bond to awaken its true nature.][Talent unlocked: Dragon Necromancer][Gather dragon ashes. Ignite their legacy. Revive their might. Rewrite fate.]Thrown into a world of beast tamers and corrupted monsters, Noa must rise from weakness to wield shadows and dragons alike.Divine beasts? Cute. He will dig up dragons from their graves and make them kneel.He won’t bow.He won’t run.He will make sure that dragons rise from their graves to reclaim their glory.***Additional Tags: Undead, Taming, Academy, Magic, No incest, No Rape, No Yuri, No NTR, No Smut, Evolution