MTL - My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! - Chapter 580 People are available, ordinary and tenacious growth!

On Halloween, editor-in-chief Fang, who is used to being No. 1, was beaten by a perverted QJ wearing a pumpkin mask.
Consider yourself unlucky, but why is this pumpkin pervert still relying on him?
Black-bellied loyal dog attack VS narcissism and fertilization, brother-in-law X brother-in-law
Hunting for strange directions, pure nonsense, silly sweet and white, in the new year, cool and thunderous is the author.

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Search keywords: Protagonist: Wang Qi, Fang Shiqing ┃ Supporting roles: Zheng Qiuyang, Yuan Rui, Fang Mingyu, Wang Chao ┃ Others: Nian Shang, attack and transfer

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After being betrayed and dying in the hands of her former family and friends, in the guise of a seemingly unprecedented accident, Ling Yu, the Apocalyptic Queen, found herself regressed back to thirteen years ago in the past.Returning to her life when she was still 18 years old, the first thing Ling Yu did was sever the relationship with her so-called family and run to the countryside, to which they thought she had given up. Much less to say, Ling Yu returned full-fledged and started to do bizarre things, which made them think she had finally gone crazy.However, to their misfortune, who was Ling Yu?The former Apocalyptic Queen!Even a queen has her own hardships, doesn't she?Ling Yu went through all of those once; she didn’t want to suffer a second time.The thing they called Apocalypse, Natural Disaster, or whatnot, Ling Yu knew that things were deeper than that.With doors to another world appearing in this realm, monsters pouring out, power entities from another world intervening in this world, and humans gaining special abilities, nothing was able to stop the world from being destroyed.However, along with the system’s help, Ling Yu was determined to survive this time; thus, she started on the epic journey to find her family, as well as people who would join hands together to stop the end of the world.A/N: The story might not have any romance elements, or I may add them in the future, so it'll become a slow-burn love story. Readers who are interested in fantasy elements are free to explore the story!

In a world where Classes, Stats, and Levels are the everyday norm, Reivyn has a secret.He was unusually aware of his surroundings from an incredibly early age, and Skills and Stats were acquired easily. He was just the son of an ordinary village family, and nothing appeared out of the ordinary on the surface. But below the surface, dreams of another life help shape his mentality and growth. Why does he have some remembrance of a past life, and what is his purpose in this new one?“Soul of the Warrior” is what I call a Semi-Isekai LitRPG. I say “semi,” because Reivyn's past life is remembered like a dream, and very incomplete. It is still Isekai, though, as he remembers enough that it directly shapes his personality and his sense of self.The System that governs the world of “Soul of the Warrior” is a combination of modified versions from Selkie's “Beneath the Dragoneye Moons” and Kosnik4's “Magic Smithing.” I have changed enough of these Systems and combined them in a way that is unique that I'm mostly sure it's fine, but I still have requested permission to use these ideas. They have both graciously granted me permission.Winner of the April Writathon Challenge.

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.[I am the seventh generation Nanomachine manufactured by Sky Cooperation, and I am operating as a central nerve connected to your brain.]“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?”[“I am the seventh generation Nanomachine.]“Nano Machine?”[Yes, Nanomachine.]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.