Rise Of The Worm Sovereign - Chapter 229 - The Tired Clan Head Lu

Adventures of a reincarnated Old Man who died saving a kid who was about to get hit by a Truck. Reborn as the son of Duke DragonHeart, AshBorn being a unique individual with Dragonblood and elf blood in his veins he spends his childhood training with dragons and spirits of the world tree goes out into the world to adventure and climb the tower, traveling to different planets,learning the secrets of the universe as he fights an evil unknown enemy, in a perfect way of course

He swore that if he was given a second chance to live, he would live his life to the fullest.His life was full of misery but he was reincarnated in the body of the son of the strongest expert in the empire.He had the looks, wealth, and women. He was known as the “Handsome Playboy” and he didn't want to become a righteous protagonist.He awakened a system that can make him strong by making others feel the 7 sins towards him.He will collect many beauties and live to the peak of life.

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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The year was 2026, and the world wasn't what it used to be. Ever since the Abyss Gates cracked open three years ago, spilling monsters and dungeons across the planet, life had turned into a chaotic mess. Cities were half-ruined, half-rebuilt, and people clung to whatever normalcy they could find. Hunters—those brave or crazy enough to fight the monsters—became the new heroes. Everyone else? Well, they just tried to survive.Fin wasn't a Hunter. He wasn't a hero either.He was just… Fin. A lanky 19-year-old with messy brown hair, a chipped front tooth from a dumb skateboard accident, and a power that everyone called useless. Absorption. Sounds cool, right? Like he could suck up energy or steal someone's strength. Nope. All it did was let him “feel” things he touched a little more than normal. He could tell you the exact texture of a brick wall or how warm a coffee mug was—big whoop. No fireballs, no super strength, no flashy moves. Just a glorified touchy-feely trick.“Fin, you gonna eat that sandwich or just stare at it like it's gonna confess its life story?” Meg's voice snapped him out of his thoughts.He blinked and looked across the rickety table at his best friend. Meg was short, loud, and had a wild mop of dyed purple hair that she swore made her look “intimidating.” It didn't.