The Bastard First Prince Doesn't Want to Die - Chapter 138

An alien civilization invades, prompting a global Spirit Power Awakening, with a new game arising to combat the alien civilization...

What? All transactions in-game can only be conducted using spiritual energy coins?

Without spending a large sum, it's impossible to quickly improve your strength?

Standing next to the largest Spiritual Spring Eye in the world, Su Yu reveals a smile.

I have ten billion spiritual energy coins! Are you scared?

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Zhen Bao was the village belle in the gully village.

Fu Mingshi suddenly appeared in a suit and leather shoes, claiming to be her childhood betrothed groom.

Zhen Bao was a little confused and went with him to the big city, only to find out that this slender-waisted and long-legged groom-to-be was extremely, extremely rich!

Reading tips:

1. The heroine has off the charts affinity with animals.

2. Tall, cold business elite & sweet veterinarian beauty, sweetness all the way!

3. Also known as “You Are My Destiny”

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.

I became a mage character from my favorite game.