Living Only For Myself: Make Those Who Hate Me Regret It - Chapter 159: "Xi Zirong, You’re Shameless!

The Great One Above All Creation has decided that there were too many Dimensions.His solution? He had decided to merge them and make their inhabitants fight for total supremacy, ensuing an interdimensional event of cataclysmic proportions, the Ragnarok.And the winner of this event would be able to keep their dimension from imminent destruction!Amongst the many inhabitants of countless worlds, there were a selected hundred named “Players” who were given a special System Ticket.Gustav is one of such Players, thrown into the interdimensional apocalypse, he will use the System he acquired through the System Ticket to crawl his way to the top!He can not only summon powerful beings that can level up and evolve at his side, but he can also fuse them or even extract their Skills, having endless possibilities!Watch as one man and his loyal summons conquer the world, the galaxy, the universe, and then the dimensions in this fast-paced and action-packed epic tale.

A slime randomly falls into existence. Sapient and born with the ability to recreate parts of the things it preys upon, the highly confused drop of primordial soup decides that the only real thing it can do is become the being at the top of the food chain. A task of longevity in the leaves of the Omniverse.

In the early world of immortal cultivation, there was no physical cultivation among immortal cultivators. And a top bodybuilder who came from the earth has opened up a new path here and became the ancestor of physical training.

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Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.

Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.

“What? What are you talking about?”

This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.

The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.

“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”

“Nano Mashin?”

The boy’s face hardened.

Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.

The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.

“Um, are you really Mashin?”

The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.