MTL - Fight To the Third Generation - ~ written request for leave

Charlotte Meklen had crossed into the Fars Empire, seeking only to become a civil servant in a different continent. She wasn’t a combatant... But who would have thought that even clerical staff would end up on the battlefield!

Will, an aspiring director and a college student was busy dreaming about becoming a successful figure in Hollywood when he found himself on an alternate earth.

The world is almost the same, but wait... all the celebrities, brands, and even renowned works from his world are no more!?

Armed with the Hollywood System, Will Evans will rise to the very pinnacle of stardom.

MCU and DC? I will create them!

F.R.I.E.N.D.S and the Office? I will write them!

Harry Potter and the Lord Of The Rings? I will direct them!

Qin Shou arrives in the world of monster movies and activates an anomalous creature synthesis system, embarking on a true journey of fighting monsters and leveling up.[Marine Iguana] + [Huge Size] + [Atomic Reactor] + [Humanoid Adjustment] = [Godzilla]Ding! Godzilla similarity ten percent, reward: Intelligence Development.[Chimpanzee] + [Huge Size] + [Intelligence Development] = [King Kong]Ding! King Kong similarity fifty percent, reward: King Kong Transformation Card x1.[Bull Head] + [Deer Antlers] + [Crocodile Mouth] + [Snake Body]…+ [Anti-gravity Device] = [Divine Dragon]Ding! Divine Dragon similarity ten percent, reward: Mechanical Heart.[Mechanical Heart] + [Mecha] + [Devouring Spineworm] + [Flip Phone] = [Masked Rider Faiz]Ding! Masked Rider similarity ten percent, reward: Light Energy Converter…………[Light Energy Converter] + [???] = [Ultraman Tiga]……Three hundred years ago, the king of monsters Godzilla and King Kong fought a century battle……Two hundred years ago, alien pioneers opened a dimensional gate……One hundred years ago, the Jurassic theme park became a land without an owner……New Century 120……

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.