Game Invasion Era: Rise from Binding the Goblin King! - Chapter 37: The Class President Is Shocked! What The Hell Is He?!

Jiang Chao Ge, people called him “money hungry Jiang”. Went from a street hooligan to a newly appointed city official. The difficulties he experienced along the way he hid deep inside himself and did not say a word about it. He only wants be blinding in the eyes of everyone from now on.

Who would’ve thought that before he even had the chance to enjoy the wealth and reputation, he inexplicably passed into a different world. Moreover to his bad luck, the first thing he was faced with was being chased down to be killed. He just casually took a worn out rusted old sword to defend himself, why are these country bumpkins who’ve never seen the world chasing him so relentlessly?

In order to get himself a body guard, he tried to summon the ‘animal spirit’ in the sword. In the end, he summoned a devilish brat who rolled his eyes upon seeing someone, who only called him a good for nothing, who bit him whenever he got close. Where was the powerful, first class spirit weapon he was promised?!

No money, no power, no people, life constantly at risk. He couldn’t see the path ahead, nor could he face the fierce tiger behind. Jiang Chao Ge was beaten back into the abyss with one hit. In this unfamiliar world full of thorns, there is only one reason that allowed him to persevere and that is: to go back.

Hence, he was forced to embark on a desperate and risky journey with this devilish brat who he loathed mutually.

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Kaine didn't have the best life on earth: no friends, no family, no lover.

The only thing that he liked was the novel he read daily, “Descent of the Heavenly Demon”.

But what was Kaine's reaction when an astral entity told him that he died in his sleep and that he would be reincarnated somewhere with a system.

As you guessed it, he is now in the world of the novel he read with all the information he needs to live a good life.

But...

[Anger issues detected, rewarding accordingly]

“What do you mean anger issues?”

[Hatred System activated.]

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I am a princess, moreover, I am a fool of a princess.

Born in the imperial palace, my appearance is as average as that of the white radish and cabbages in the fields. Throughout the four seasons of the year, my face is always displaying a dull expression, eyes forever shrouded in haze.

But in reality, I know of the secrets within this palace.

Including hers, his, and theirs.

Just leisurely living my days comfortably in the palace like this, I firmly believe I can continue to play dumb to the end.

Taking your hand, dragging you away. Not leaving you say? Very well, close the doors and release the hounds. (Expressionless face)

Can't a man maintain his dignity while preparing for the end of the world? Is that too much to ask?

The Tower was all I knew... all any of us knew, and just like that, it was gone. Monsters the likes of which I'd never seen ravaged the land of my ancestors. They burst through the outer walls and stormed the city. No one could have been ready for that. But now... Now I have a second chance.

After the collapse of the known world, I woke up to find myself on the First Floor of the Tower. I was young and healthy, 18 again, and sitting in the same classroom that marked the worst days of my life. Confused and excited, I accepted this gift, deciding to use my vast knowledge of the future to climb the Tower in preparation for the end of the world.

Maybe I'll help some folks along the way? Who knows. Survival comes first.

The clock is ticking, and I'm left with only a century to build a Deck powerful enough to survive the end. Things to do... What's first? I need Essence, and I need power. I'll have to climb the Tower to acquire both of these. Some of the zealots will try to stop me, need to look out for those. What if-

“Hey, kid! Hand over the pouch or-”

Stab

Sorry, where was I? Ah... there's a spot of blood on my suit. What a lousy morning.

In this world of blood and fantasy, century-old Rowan Wilder has to not only survive, but thrive as he powers his way to the top of the Tower. The Demonic Plague that has twisted the creatures on the upper Floors is the least of his worries. Cane in hand and Summons by his side, he'll have to tear his way through the monsters, as well as the humans who want to stop his ascent. Of course, he can maintain a sense of decorum while he faces these trials, right?