Weapons of Mass Destruction - Chapter 745 - Events for the 3rd tournament

Shen Ningning died of exhaustion after being dared to run a marathon. She transmigrated into a savage, unfamiliar world where humans struggle to survive among beasts. Before she could despair, she discovered she was bound to the Peak Body Survival System.The system believes survival is nothing more than physical training. Hunting, fleeing, gathering food, and even fear are all treated as endurance tasks, with failure punished mercilessly. Trapped in a dangerous world and forced to follow the system’s rules, Shen Ningning can only struggle to survive one day at a time.Her situation worsens when a powerful snake beastman claims her as his mate and refuses to leave her side. As danger closes in from both the wildlands and the system itself, Shen Ningning must find a way to live in a world that demands strength—whether she is ready or not.

Talented in Magecraft but useless in physical combat?

In an era when knowledge was banned, the physician Lyle had to be extremely cautious even in academic research, an invitation from the Andrei Academy materialized before his eyes.The Andrei Academy of Cassandale?Lyle peered closely at the tombstone before him, hissing,“Ah, the scholars here really know how to pick a spot.”

How does it feel to lose your parents at the tender age of four?Imagine the trauma, the psychological scars. Now, take it a step further—what if they died right in front of you?That was Kael’s reality. As a young boy, he watched his parents perish while desperately protecting a golden coin.At the time, Kael had no idea of its significance. He only knew that their deaths were tied to it.Fleeing from his father’s murderers, he was forced to survive on the unforgiving streets, learning to fight, steal, and endure.Twelve years later, he had transformed into one of the deadliest assassins the world had ever known.He had no official title. No known employer. No traceable identity. Just a calling card.They called him The Coin Flipper.Not because he left his mark, but because after every kill—just as the body hit the ground, as the last breath escaped—he would flip a coin.No one knew why. Some believed it was mockery, a cruel reminder that fate had turned against them. Others thought it was ritual.But what they didn’t know was that each coin held power—literal currency of the Core System embedded in Kael’s soul.Every kill earned him millions. Digital fortunes funneled into off-grid accounts with each confirmed target. Blood turned into bounty, pain into profit.And one thing was certain: if you saw the glint of a coin spinning through the air, death had already found you.