MTL - I Am A Boss Mommy That Wants To Slack - Chapter 1 Which table should the grandson sit at?

Jack Smith’s life ended rather abruptly. Spinning out on ice while driving a truck was not the most magnificent method to depart this earth. A mediocre man he had led an ordinary life until his death. Now with a second chance at life, he decided that this time he would be exceptional. This time he would finally live up to his name. After all, a jack of all trades is a master of none but ultimately better than one.Armed with a system and determination to do his best he sets out like any other reincarnated soul in another world to find his place and achieve great things. There is just one small problem with getting started in this endeavour . . . he is yet to be born!Welcome to a progression fantasy with a twist. What might you be able to achieve if your race to the top began before your body had even been born?Join our hero as he masters the language, magics and skills of the Compass Kingdoms but his first great challenge will be learning to walk once more. . . . .Warning 1: Be prepared for the MC to spend an entire book's worth of words and time as an infant but hopefully you will enjoy it nevertheless.Warning 2: Grandfather is legally abusive to MC for a couple of chapters but he is removed from that situation around chapter 30. To be edited out some time in the future.

Tang Zhen transmigrated to an apocalyptic world, where humans struggled to survive in various buildings that they built because the ground was covered in lethal dangers that were invisible to the naked eye. Tang Zhen transmigrated along with his mutated cell phone that was packed with miraculous applications.

There were all kinds of cities – some could fly in the sky, some could submerge into the ocean while some could become invisible – and shocking secrets were hidden within them.

The power of Tang Zhen’s city was…

He established a city and quickly leveled up his army with speeding tools. Then, he dominated this alternate world by seizing other cities.

He sat at the very top. Beneath his feet was a vast floating city guarded by dragons and surrounded by angels. Countless cannons were also set up at various corners of the city.

A million miles ahead, in the depths of the ocean, there was another city as large as a continent awaiting his conquest.

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.

MC follows the crew – Don’t like it? Don’t read.Vir transmigrated into the world of One Piece.Right from the start, he was being hunted down by a Devil Fruit users. Just an ordinary guy and a dying deer—how was he supposed to survive this?Ding![Congratulations, host! You have activated the 'Traumatizing Miracle Doctor System'][Saving people while causing them severe psychological trauma will grant you a random ability from them! ]“Bro, I’m being hunted here, stop messing around—give me something useful!”[Ding! Newbie gift pack reward: Antidote x1 ][Antidote: Instantly neutralizes all food poisoning effects. ]Vir: Σ( ° △ °|||)Good news: He has a system.Bad news: The system is useless!---Marineford War.Everyone’s eyes were wide in shock, their faces streaked with tears as they watched Ace get pierced through.Vir: “Wipe those tears! Hold them back! A little fatal injury—still treatable.”Not long after, the Whitebeard Pirates were wailing over Whitebeard’s tragic death.Vir spoke again: “Hold those tears back! Still treatable, still treatable!”And thus, Vir began his legendary journey of flexing.Aokiji: “I’m holding a severed leg, and this guy tells me ‘You are what you eat.’ Should I eat it?”Whitebeard: “That brat’s welding skills are top-notch. Don’t ask how I know!”Kizaru, who had been tasked with hunting Vir down, originally thought it would be an easy job. After all, he was just a doctor, right?Yet now, as he found himself struggling to breathe under the sheer pressure of Vir’s Conqueror's Haki, he had only one thought racing through his mind:“You’re telling me this guy is a doctor?”“Uncle, can you fix my facial paralysis too? Wanna give it a try?”