Superpower Mechanic: I Have Unlimited Ammo! - Chapter 165: Settling Accounts!

Houjou Yuuji, 30 years old, jobless, hikkomori for 10 years. Using his parents’ death as the impetus, he decides to rid himself of his hikkomori life and leaves the house. What awaited him, however, was a different world that he was not used to, creatures strutting about that he didn’t recognize.

This is the story of a man transported to the another world, as he lives in relative peace with his beloved dog Kotarou – his house, with electricity, water, gas, and the internet somehow still connected.

One day while exploring the forest near his house he finds a girl named Alice, and becomes her guardian. Thus, 4 years after he is transported to this world, Yuuji resolves to venture into his first town.

One day, a gallery appeared before my eyes.…And then I was able to see who wrote in the gallery.All the heroines are ‘virg*ns’.

“You raise your weapon as if it had meaning. My blade had severed meaning itself—you fool.” - Jinn BLADEThrough flames of chaos and the storms of war, Jinn’s story is not for the faint of heart. Fueled by the warmth that surged him forward and born by the catalyst that awoken his true potential and destiny.Through his blades alone shall he cut through destiny.Through his blades alone shall he cut through despair and torment.Through his blades alone shall he cut through his way to stand at the pinnacle of strength.Through his blades alone shall his enemies know fear. Fear of his strength and fear of his name.Jinn Blade is his name.This Novel falls into the Science Fantasy Genre and involves a lot of medieval fantasy elements while mixing together sci-fi elements.[Warning: This novel contains sensitive scenarios]

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”