MTL - Rebirth In the Last Days: I Am Hoarding Tens of Billions of Supplies and Waiting For the Last Days - Chapter 291 Uninhabited island

After an unexpected accident, An Luo was reborn as the young master of a business family. Even as his grandfather’s favored grandson, he seems to only be a cannon fodder in the brothers’ struggle to seize power. However, the most frightening thing is… the strange emotions that flicker in his little brother’s eyes as he looks at him. At that moment, overwhelmed by his brother, An Luo angrily thought: Could it be that he is doomed to never escape this vicious cycle of “brotherly love”?

An Luo(frowning): After rebirth, I don’t want to be together with some strange person.

Someone(suddenly appearing in the back, smiling): What did older brother just say?

An Luo: …Nothing.

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Waking up in the World of Food Wars—Yuuki gains a unique edge: The Fishing System.This mysterious system grants him fishing bait of varying qualities—Depending on the bait used, Yuuki can reel in incredible rewards pulled from—countless different Worlds.With Small Bait—Yuuki landed a Legendary set of Seven-Star Knives.Large Bait yielded powerful Flame Abilities.And the Super Bait? It allowed him to hook the very Essence of Culinary Respect from the Toriko Universe—Food Honor.Beyond that—special “Growth Bait” becomes available as Yuuki himself levels up and improves his skills.Armed with his Fishing System—Yuuki casts his line into Totsuki Academy, ready to start his overpowered Culinary journey and reel in victory after victory.

I was born into a prestigious martial family, yet I was nothing but a useless person with no talent whatsoever.At least, that was the case until I was trapped in a dream.[You cannot die here.][You can not lose your mind here.][Time does not move in this place.][You cannot leave until you reach the extreme.]Geniuses and fools—people say these are two unchangeable truths of the world.They claimed that I could never enter certain realms because I was a complete fool.But when a human body and soul are thrown into the extremes of time, they adapt.[Congratulations. You have reached the extreme.]Now, it is time to leave.

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky.Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist.Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody.Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell.Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly—“Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you.”Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, “the Just”, the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.