Pocket Hunting Dimension (WN) - Chapter 1254: One Month Later, Pitiful Life

Jiang Chen accidentally traveled through and started his comprehensive journey.

The world is tentatively scheduled: Naruto – Attack on Titan – Blade of Demon Slayer – Sword Art Online – Detective Conan, etc.

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In the Naruto world, Jiang Chen obtained the apprenticeship ten thousand times return system, as long as he taught his apprentices, he could get a correspondingly high return reward.

As a reward, Jiang Chen taught Hinata the black coffin he brought from the world of the god of death to Hinata.

During the Chunin Exam,

Neji: “Abstain, Hinata, you are not fit to be a ninja.”

Hinata: “I don’t want to run away, Brother Neji, let’s have a showdown! The turbid coat of arms is faintly revealing, and the unruly and arrogant talent… The Ninety of Destruction: The Black Coffin!! !”

Everyone: “You call your brother on the lips, but you actually kill him. This girl is too scary!”

(The introduction is weak, please move to the text~)

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Syd Castell found himself transported to the Marvel universe, turning into a mutant held in a research facility. He was somewhat panicked...Luckily, at a critical moment, he awakened his mutant ability: 'Imitation,' allowing him to mimic the abilities of others!Imitation Targets:- Orochi (Titles: Sun God, Earth's Will)- Wanda (Titles: Scarlet Witch, Owner of Chaos Magic)...Imitation Target → Sun God……Professor X: “We must find him quickly and guide him in controlling his powers to prevent an irreversible catastrophe!”Magneto: “Are you my child???”Thor: “Brother?”Loki: “?”[This is face-slapping kind of fanfic, where the mc goes around gets stronger and slap the sh*t out of his enemies, and so on][Raw: 美漫从五级变种人开始]

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