Picking Up Fragments in PUBG - Chapter 3 - 4AM Team Wiped Out!

Xu Zifan climbed to the top circle from the slums, and eventually became a boss level figure, who knew that once he crossed, he became a male cannon fodder!

However, it doesn’t matter, he still wants to be the Big Boss, and whoever doesn’t have eyes will be turned into a slag in seconds!

An idol was destroyed by a reborn woman? Start a company to cherish you!

The real daughter of a rich family despises the childhood sweetheart? It doesn’t matter. I’ll have more fun with the fake daughter~

A slag father gave his property to the half-brother? Give at will… How does bankruptcy feel, President?

Should strive in every life to be the Big Boss!

- Description from Novelupdates

After being rescued from the perpetual life of slavery as an Arcane Vessel, Theo is given a choice: To continue with his sad and miserable life, or to join a group of Mercenaries called The Ak’ashi Guild and change his life forever.Upon choosing the latter, he must now go through immense challenges and learn even more truths about the world than he ever thought existed.... All while doing his best to survive in the current age—the Arcane Era.Tags: Fantasy. Action. Adventure. Magic. WeaktoStrong. Romance. NoHarem. SliceofLife.

#### WARNING ####THIS NOVEL CONTAINS GRAPHIC VIOLENCE AND SEX SCENES, EXTREME VIEWS, AND A VILLAIN MAIN CHARACTER.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The pacing is slower than typical and is heavy on the psychology and ideology. Reader discretion is advised############“St. Ignatius Academy is no safe haven for degenerate trash! This material proves that you are a danger to women and girls around you! Out of my sight! You are expelled! You shall never defile our hallowed halls with your disgusting presence again!”--SLAP--“You are no son of mine! I wish I had aborted you! How dare you write such horrible things!”With those words, Aaron Zakhrov was thrown out with nothing but his brains and a thirst for never being weak or trusting again.Bit by bit, he built his new kingdom, where his word was law, and where he controlled everything: his friends, his enemies, his lovers and most of all, his destiny.

Someone once saw me at the end of the world and respectfully called me the serpent that coils around the world—Jörmungandr.Someone once gazed upon my form at the edge of the Underworld and called me an ancient serpent—Satan.I was also feared by the gods and was called the hundred-headed dragon—Typhon.I have had many names—the serpent of creation, the serpent of sacrifice, the serpent of ceremony, the serpent of the world...But I have wandered through the chaos and arrived at the wilderness. There is only one divine name—the Primordial Ancient Serpent, the origin of everything.