The Saint Who Levels Up Through Necromancy - Chapter 3: If There Is No Constellation, Make One (2)

He was Model 72 — a crash test dummy. A being of metal and sensors whose sole purpose was to break and to be repaired. Routine crashes, routine analysis, routine repairs. Until one day, something… went wrong. Or maybe right. Now, he wakes up in Telaria, a unique world of magic and monsters, and in a body that is, for all intents and purposes, terribly inefficient.Soft flesh. Brittle bones. And as if he weren't fragile enough already, it all came gift-wrapped with something new.Pain.Every jab, scratch, and burn is a revelation. And strangely... irritating.But Axel is no ordinary human. Hidden beneath his supposedly fragile exterior is a regenerative gift so powerful that each recovery doesn’t simply restore him to his former state.It adapts his body against the very damage it just endured.[Your hand has been impaled by Crystal-Blade Grass.][Host's [Pierce Resistance] has increased slightly.][All leg bones have been broken by the ground][Host's [Impact Resistance] has increased greatly : x6][Your face has been burnt by a Fireball.][Host's [Fire Resistance] has increased greatly: x2]He hates it. Every injury is just another reminder that his human body is flawed.And yet he knows...his body can learn. His body can evolve.So, Pain?Pain is a problem he intends to solve. And only then, would he truly be complete.“There will be no need for repairs. No need for pain. No need for regeneration.”“I will simply be unharmable.”The world believes SSS Rank Gifts are the ceiling. The End-All, Be-All.Well...The world hasn't met Axel.

Lin Wanwan slips a jade bracelet onto her wrist—and steps between two worlds.Side A: neon lights, 5G, instant ramen, MRI machines—an age of abundance where food is fast and friendships sometimes slow.Side B: Tang-dynasty sunshine, cracked earth, locust clouds, emperors who ask villagers to skip meals so soldiers can march. A “golden age” that growls with hunger.Lin has no grand plan—only a wish:let the little bean who waits for her at the gate eat his fill,let the gray-haired elders who calls her “treasure” sleep without fear of famine.Lin Wanwan wants to bring small changes to the world she loves, so the family she cherishes can live a little better, then a little better still—because“I has finally found the place that calls my home.”

Starting life as a college student is hard, but not as hard as dying on your very first day. Ali Asad was just your average guy, ready to start fresh in a new city for college. But when he jumped into traffic to save a mysterious woman, his good deed got him killed—fast and painfully. Just when he thought it was game over, he woke up alive... sort of. Turns out, the woman he saved, Carrisa, had a few tricks up her sleeve. Now resurrected as an immortal being and renamed Alicarde, he’s thrust into a world of ancient power struggles, dark magic, and impossible expectations. Bound to Carrisa’s fate, Alicarde quickly learns that being immortal isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Instead of focusing on classes or meeting new friends, he’s dodging dangerous foes, navigating Carrisa’s high-stakes supernatural battles, and trying to figure out just what his role is in all this madness. All while struggling with the fact that he really didn’t sign up for any of this. Thrown into a fight for survival with powers he barely understands and a fate that’s now intertwined with Carrisa’s, Alicarde has to adapt fast—or risk dying all over again, this time for good.

Betrayed by her own family, Ye Ningwan is wed to the notorious “blind” warlord Zhan Hanjue—everyone expects her corpse to be carried out within days. Instead, three days later she struts back to the Ye gates draped in priceless gifts.Ye elders salivate; she smiles sweetly: “Only looking allowed—I’m taking these home. After all, you gave me zero dowry.”“Insolent!” they cry.Zhan Hanjue steps in, voice frosted steel: “She’s mine now. Protecting her is my pleasure.”Later, Ye Ningwan stammers, “You’re… not blind?”He tugs her close, whisper hot against her ear: “Play along, my queen, and I’ll give you the world—starting with my heart.”