THE REAL PROTEGE - Chapter 473: SISU: MUSHU’S BROTHER

A cursed CD game falls from the sky. I boot it up, build a ridiculously handsome villain with broken talents, and just as I hit “Start”—boom, I get electrocuted.Now I’ve reincarnated as Lucien Caelum Valebrandt, a six-year-old noble and the infamous villain who helped the Abyssians win the last war.Every 500 years, the Abyssian King is reborn. But when the 16 chosen heroes of this generation lost against the battle of the Abyssian King because of my character, the Goddess panicked—and rewound time.Now those same heroes remember everything… and they want me dead.Even though I just got here.All I wanted was to play a game. Now I’m the villain blamed for destroying the world.

Beneath the neon-lit bustling city, unknown monsters lurk.Martial arts sects, biological modifications, cutting-edge mechas, golden bloodlines, abyssal alien species...Chen Feng arrives in this world, similar to Earth, and discovers he can enter a strange dream world where he can pick up various light groups.【Limit-Break Light Group: Can enhance martial arts skills, break limits, and upgrade!】【Attribute Light Group: Can randomly increase four-dimensional attribute points, bigger and stronger, add points!】【Talent Light Group: You gain the talent - Cyan Armor, able to switch combat forms, with power increase by 100%........】【Skill Light Group: You obtain the Extreme Refinement Method, destined to break human limits......】As martial arts gradually decline, and modified humans and cutting-edge mechas flourish,Chen Feng has achieved ultimate limit-breaking in the dream world, integrating extraordinary talents, and continues the path of martial arts!Tear apart mechas with his hands, smash aircraft carriers with his fists!I am the great King of the Century..........My name is Chen Feng, the peak you can never surpass.

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.

Their sins got the whip of god's worst.On that fateful day, god left the world in ruins.However, in his supposed mercy, he left them with a means to survive.To protect themselves against the fiendish demons and monsters that came upon them.This gift, they called: Talents!In this god-abandoned world, Kieran Marcoth, on the day he was to receive his talent—a gift from Orion, the left god—he awakened a 'hidden' SSS-ranked talent.A talent that could only be activated once the condition was met.Instantly, Kieran turned into a subject of mockery, spite, and insults, and somehow, just somehow… he found himself riddled with injuries and on the brink of death.However, it seemed Orion was yet to forget his son.[Ding! Conditions have been met][Host has been successfully selected as a God candidate][Defeat the other candidates! Become the next God of this ruined world]Seeing the notification, Kieran couldn’t care less.Only one thought was registered in his mind:‘I’m going to fucking kill those bastards!’His journey began… Will the once-kind helper become a tyrant god?