MTL - Rebirth: National Crown Prince - Chapter 637 Confession

drop out of school

When I got home, I reopened the blacksmith shop.

From then on, this blacksmith shop was no longer ordinary.

The best knives in the world are born here.

The thrust-to-weight ratio of the handmade micro-turbojet directly exploded.

The micro-drones flourished in his hands.

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I’ve been reborn? Xiao Ziling, who was facing the eve of the apocalypse, pulled a bitter face. The apocalypse isn’t easy to live in, you know!

In order to have a good life in the future, he must first hug a big, thick thigh. Xiao Ziling’s eyes are on the apocalypse’s future king, Chu Zhitian. He strived to be his reliable and capable Younger Brother, in hopes of being protected under this tree’s shade.

Only, why is it so hard to accomplish this small goal?

This big brother, you are a cheat carrier, you should be able to call the wind and summon the rain. Why the hell are you fighting with me for the Younger Brother position?

That big sister who transmigrated, you want to sponge on my family’s Big Brother? Also, please don’t think of me as a thorn in your side. My sexual orientation is very normal.

Cold-faced little brother, do not always look at me with those suspicious eyes. History has never had someone as ordinary as me. I am a reborn man.

Little sister selling meng, where did you come from? Why are you clearer on future events than I am?

……Your mom, what kind of world is this? Xiao Ziling was left in disarray – this world has a diverse variety of transmigration and rebirth loophole cheats everywhere. Even becoming a younger brother requires you to compete for it. Xiao Ziling was seriously under great pressure!

Seems like a big thick thigh must definitely be hugged securely, Xiao Ziling realized.

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Zuo Chengan was thrown into a brutal survival game, only to awaken its sole god-tier skill: The Eye of Truth.From that moment, he began to see the game—and the world—for what they truly were.A broken branch lying by the roadside?Ordinary players: “Just a useless stick. Toss it aside!”Zuo Chengan: “A hidden NPC is offering a feast of rare delicacies.”A suspicious dish placed before the group?Ordinary players: “Don’t touch it! It’s probably poisoned!”Zuo Chengan: “Completely safe. And utterly delicious.”A monstrous creature blocking their path?Ordinary players: “Terrifying! Avoid it at all costs!”Zuo Chengan: Silently studies its hidden weakness.What began as a game to push humanity toward evolution revealed itself to be something far more sinister—a trap, a scheme of ruthless exploitation.The desperate battles fought in the game’s dungeons were nothing but a spectacle, staged for the amusement of another world.With his all-seeing Eye of Truth, Zuo Chengan ascended through the 12 Heavenly Trials, dismantling the web of lies spun by the false gods. His piercing sight exposed the malicious truths behind the game.Standing at the summit, blade in hand, he declared, “I will cut through this endless night, tearing apart the shadows of chaos to reveal the light of truth. Let the world see reality once more!”

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…