FFF-Class Trashero - Chapter 419

A sudden and inexplicable transformation has caused the entire global population to be reborn in the struggle for survival on the Continent of Overlord.Each person reborn on the Continent of Overlord is randomly reincarnated as a species - some come to life as weeds only to be trampled to death by passing monsters, while others emerge as dominant beings like dragons, naturally ruling the skies...The Dark Creatures invade this other world with reckless abandon, instilling fear and dread across the realm.Reborn the night before the transition to the Continent of Overlord, Charles activates the Zerg Clan System, becoming the Overlord of the Zerg Clan!While others are still grappling with the darkness of the Continent of Overlord, Charles has already constructed a fortress spanning the entirety of Zerg Clan territory and casually wipes out countless Dark Creatures with a burger in one hand and a cola in the other....【Ding! A female has been detected as 100% loyal to the Host. The Zerg Clan System is awakening!】Zerg Queen Catherine: “Master, I've just bought a very thin nightgown. Would you like to experience it personally?”Snake Queen Medusa: “Master, I've already trained these troops for you. When will you train with me?”Snake Emperor Yggdrasil: “Cursed Medusa, don't think of stealing my master!”Elf Goddess Eve: “Silence, all of you! I'm the only true queen, you all are just concubines.”While everyone else struggles to survive and defend against the Dark Creatures...Only Charles raises the divine flame, waging war across the stars!

Time travel to the Xianxia game.

Wei Bujuan was forced to spend eight hundred years at the foot of Qingya Mountain.

For eight hundred years, the sky thundered and washed the body.

Qingya Mountain has become a restricted area of ​​life that everyone turns pale upon hearing.

Wei Bujuan has also become a taboo being rumored in the world of cultivating immortals!

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I am Racist.…I mean, my name is Racis T.I was a stand-up comedian. The flop kind. The type who only got laughs when someone else was roasting him.One night, I was doing a gig at a shady, run-down bar—the kind where tattooed bikers drink motor oil for breakfast. I went in with my usual dark humor, but my jokes were getting the same reaction as my dating profile: complete silence.That didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was already starving to death. So I did what any committed comedian would—I went darker.Turns out, one of my jokes (or all of them?) triggered a guy so hard that he pulled a trigger. Headshot. Instant death.But hey, look at this: A guy got triggered, so he pulled the trigger. That’s wordplay. But who cares? I’m dead anyway.All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing, and maybe a few girls swooning over my wit. I never cared about money. The millions I’d have made would have gone to charity—specifically, 0.001% of it. See? I’m generous like that.Anyway, death is death. My story should’ve ended there.But… if there is an afterlife, I had a simple wish: become a successful comedian, find a loving wife, and have just enough money to afford three meals a day… and maybe a humble little private yacht. Or a jet. But that’s it. Because, like I said, I don’t care about money.Unfortunately, wishes don’t work that way.Because, well—there was an afterlife.And it was absolutely not what I wished for.