MTL - Number One Player - Chapter 172 back to reality

Reborn as a sword, he lived for hundreds of years, and then he occupied the body of a 15-year-old prince.

Lin Ke traversed to this world and, with the help of a system, utilized modern knowledge to farm and develop, claiming kingship and dominance.This is a world of professionals, a world of swords and magic, a world of bloodline inheritance, and a world of countless racial conflicts!One day, Lin Ke rode a bicycle with training wheels past the army, facing an endless enemy ahead.[Shield Warrior], [Arsonist], [Tree Shepherdess], [Wind Whisperer], [Thunder Sword Maiden], [Eternal Freeze Knight], [Voodoo Warlock]...Looking at the diverse group of followers behind him—tall, short, plump, thin, old, weak, sick, and disabled—Lin Ke laughed and raised his arm to call out: “[Workers]! Delivery [Knights]! [Scientists]! [Doctors]... Raise the flag of Azanen and charge with me!”Thus, amidst the eerie cries and howls of his followers, the history of the boundless planes was forever changed.

Garou woke up in the world of Naruto, reborn as an ordinary civilian of the Hidden Leaf Village.To his shock, he discovered he suffered from the same limitation as Rock Lee: completely talentless in both ninjutsu and genjutsu. Worse yet, he belonged to the same generation as Naruto and the other members of the Konoha 12.But Garou wasn’t the type to quit. He knew that pure grind beats natural talent.Might Guy had already proven that much.However, unlike Guy, Garou had seen the end. He had watched the anime.He understood that taijutsu, as powerful as it was, always burned out like a firework, brilliant but brief.And this time, he had no intention of going out like that.Determined to break past the limits, Garou began creating his own techniques, pushing the boundaries of what a “mere” civilian could achieve.And the mysterious light orb in his mind granted him powers based on the influence his techniques had on others and the world itself.The world of Naruto would never be the same again.The grind doesn’t stop until the world bows before his fists.