Born in apocalypse - Chapter 3: Cosmic evolution

One day, a gallery appeared before my eyes.…And then I was able to see who wrote in the gallery.All the heroines are ‘virg*ns’.

When Lu Wu opened his eyes, he found that the world had changed completely.The world before him did not have fancy magic, nor ultimate Dou Qi.What it had were summoners that form contracts with summoned beasts.And coincidentally, he was such a summoner, although not a professional one, and his first summoned beast was a piece of crap.But that was fine, because he also had a golden finger!

TW: DARK ROMANCE FANTASY

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He was Chaos, the shattering soul that was deemed to wreak havoc and the cause of thousands of deaths.

Fear was a cloak that engulfed his existence.

He didn’t want anything except to find every piece of his damn soul, until the little white wolf entered his life. He wanted her.

Chaos didn’t care if he had to spill blood more than necessary, still he wanted her.

“You will put yourself in a battle against them,” He said begrudgingly. “Give up the girl.”

Yet, he stared into his eyes and he knew he wouldn’t be able to change his decision, as if it was already written on the stone.

“The girl stays. Touch her and I will show them what Chaos is.”

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“I don’t care about how people in this world live, whether they have enough to eat, whether they can wear warm clothes, whether they have dreams and hope. I don’t care about their likes and dislikes.”

“It’s just that if you want to go to the sky, you need a complete advanced industrial system, a set of related research institutes, the most advanced materials science laboratory, and a big government that can coordinate all departments. It needs countless people who don’t have to worry about food and clothing. Dedicating wealth for this requires millions of high-level intellectuals to contribute their minds, and tens of thousands of different supporting manufacturers supply the best parts.”

“In short, it takes a world of abundance, and a great civilization to accomplish it.”

— Ian

A world reborn from its ashes.

An era that is coming to an end.

A group of prisoners fighting for power and power in the land.

A young man staring at the sky.

Prisoners peered out of the window of fate, mostly gazing at the dirt.

Only one is looking up at the stars.

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