The Strongest Dull Prince's Secret Battle for the Throne - Chapter 141: Third Rate Strategist

With peerless medical skills in one hand and unmatched Kung Fu in the other, bearing the memory of the Medical Divine, I dominate the city as the god it kneels to. I am here, so I decide your fate between life and death! I am here, so I am the heaven that dictates your destiny!

Edith accidentally spends the night with her VIP client, Callum. The next day, she finds her fiancé, whom she's due to marry a week later, kissing a strange woman in a hotel room. Having been constantly manipulated by everyone, she feels devastated. She calls off the engagement after discovering the affair. Only Callum cares about her, even though they've only known each other for a week. Callum admits he suddenly wants to get close to Edith because he doesn't want her to marry the jerk, who is his half-brother. Knowing Callum's true intentions, Edith decides to start a relationship with him. But will their relationship continue to run smoothly?While Edith is traveling with her little family, she suddenly experiences a mysterious accident. She loses her son in the accident and suffers from amnesia. Five years have passed, and she still doesn't know who her daughter's father is. She only knows Cliff (her ex-fiancé from five years ago), who has been a constant source of support. Is Cliff her daughter's father?Whether it's a coincidence or not, when her daughter changes schools, she meets a boy who looks exactly like her. The boy was suspected of being her son who died five years ago. Furthermore, she was suddenly invited to meet with a man named Callum and asked to become his son's secret nanny and VIP designer. Callum deliberately pretended to think of Edith as a stranger to facilitate his plan. To this day, she still wonders who the killer who tried to kill them five years ago was.Ultimately, Edith accepted Callum's offer because she was also curious about Callum's true identity. Was Callum her daughter's father? And, will she fall in love with the CEO who is very possessive of her as time goes by? Or will she marry Cliff, who has helped her for five years?

The Intergalactic Bureau of Change is an organization that helps certain people start over with their own Truck-kun delivery service to transport souls across dimensions.Hiroshi Tanaka, a 28-year-old convenience store worker, meets one of their field agents. For any otaku, this would be a dream come true. There's just one problem.The agent turns out to be a scammer.Now Hiroshi is trapped in another world as an “extra” hero. His stats are garbage. His unique skill actively works against him.He wasn't chosen by fate. He was tricked by a cosmic con artist.Survival wasn't part of the contract. But Hiroshi refuses to be just another victim.What to Expect:• A protagonist who starts weak and stays realistic.• Strategic combat using knowledge over strength• Psychological exploration of being “expendable” in a hero's world• Dark humor mixed with genuine survival stakes• A broken system that wasn't designed for him to succeed• Slow, hard-earned progression where every level matters• Morally gray situations with no easy answers• Deconstruction of isekai tropes from the perspective of someone funny.---Tags:#Isekai #WeakToStrong #DarkFantasy #Survival #Hero #LitRPG #PsychologicalDrama #StrategicCombat #Underdog #SystemApocalypse #Betrayal #FantasyAdventure #CosmicHorror #NoHarem #MaleProtagonist---

'Why' does one strive to attain power?For what reason does one endure various rigorous trainings, endure the bruises and the batterings, and go ahead to drill their soul and body into perfect shape just to become stronger?Those ridiculously overpowered, god-like monsters that walked the Earth knew, because they never stopped training.But I didn't know the reason.Why, one might ask?The answer was quite simple, really.I had no desire to 'know' the reason, and I had no drive to discover the 'why.'It was because my circumstances gave me no reason to become stronger. And stupidly enough, I greatly believed that I was strong enough to fend for myself.But boy was I wrong.Fate punched me in the guts, and proceeded to give me very, very good reasons to abandon my narrowed mentality and strive to become stronger than I thought I was.And those reasons multiplied by the day.As I ventured out of the dreary slum-like backlands that I grew up in — diving head first into the wider world overrun by monstrous aliens, insanely advanced technology, and humans with supernatural powers — the initial 'why' had grown to become quite... numerous.So come. Come read my story.And see how I crawled out of the depths of the dejected Island called the backlands as a nameless underachiever, and grew to become a.. tether to the entire universe.Come read how I came to be called...The Twilight of the Vast Expanses.