Pursuing My Rejected Alpha - Chapter 343 - 343 A Sense Of Belonging

“Game user confirmation.”

-Currently game user : 1

“…….”

The 1 person the system mentions is me. That is how I could tell that this game will fail as well……. Juyeong Hong enjoys playing games more than anyone else, and is captivated by one which yields as much as the effort he puts into it, unlike his studies, where he has made no progress no matter the effort. Juyeong has bet nearly his entire life on the game and applies to be a beta tester. He is accepted for the game “Forgotten Legend” which has not been officially launched. Juyeong played with more effort than anyone and had a lot of fun, but there were seemingly no other players who had enjoyed it, so the game disappeared without a trace.

Only three closed beta tests had been done ……. Moreover, the last closed beta test involved Juyeong Hong only. Then one day, the game returned, under a new title “Revival Legend.” Then suddenly, for some unknown reason, top companies around the world begin wanting to own the rights …

A young man woke up to a world of magic and endless possibilities.He was transmigrated.Great!Only that he now had three huge problems.One, he had no memories of his past.Two, he was a villain destined to die no matter the outcome.And three, the heroines were all kinda... should he say, obsessed?Yeah, he was fucked.[Note]No Yuri.Conflicting emotions of MC due to loss of memory for the first part.Huge plot twist, so don't fall for whatever you see.NTR? Not.But probably netori.Beta MC? Big No.Harem? Yes! Don't ask me how but I'll make it possible.

Reborn and returning, he possesses medical skills, can practice immortality, has a slave who is the king of killers, and a maid who is the school beauty pursued by everyone. Even casually taking out a piece of trash can shock the world. His return has set this world ablaze.

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’!?”