I Don’t Want This Reincarnation - Chapter 52

The thousand-year-old Imperium is crumbling, and war looms on the horizon, bringing with it both brutalities and splendor. Caught in the midst of this chaos is Lansius, an office grunt and veteran MMO player who has been transformed into a medieval peasant. With no wealth, status, or magical abilities, and armed only with his basic knowledge of the art of war, can he endure and thrive in this realistic medieval fantasy realm?Follow Lansius as he moves from one occupation to another, striving to survive during these turbulent times.

A man who races against time in the Marvel universe, hungry for pleasure. In the dark night, Nuohe stood on top of the building in a black robe, overlooking the bustling New York City. He lowered the brim of his hat and said in a low voice: They are restless, because I…

He grasped the supreme mystery, transformed into one identity after another, staged a big show, but in the end all became real

Behind him, there are many people standing, Madara with Sharingan open, Artoria holding the holy sword, Doflamingo laughing, proud Gilgamesh…

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Hua Manman never expected to transmigrate into a satisfying palace-intrigue novel, becoming the cannon fodder female supporting character in the book.She tried to turn the tables, but discovered that as long as she didn't act according to the plot, she would feel a heart-wrenching pain as if being stabbed by a knife.In that case, she might as well just lie flat and be a salted fish!But what was baffling was,why did that Prince Zhao, known for being sinister, ruthless, and treacherous, always like to stare at her?...Prince Zhao discovered that something seemed to be wrong with his ears.As long as he stared at someone, he could hear that person's inner thoughts.For example, right now,Hua Manman was crying with tears streaming down her beautiful face: “To be able to receive the Prince's favor is truly a blessing this humble servant has cultivated in a past life!”However, what she was thinking in her heart was—“Oh my, this chili oil today has quite a kick! It's making me cry so hard I can't even stop.”...(1v1, Sweet)

After transmigrating into a SF (Science Fiction) novel and enduring cruel hardships, I ascended to the throne as the Emperor of the Galactic Empire.[Welcome to the Integrated Dimensional Community.]As the community’s Lone SF Transmigrator, I unleashed the poison of new cultures on the uncivilized primitives of the Otherworlds.-Let there be light. To judge the horde of evil, the Apostle of the Goddess sent down a Graviton Surge. Thus, in that place was light along with a massive explosion…-The Grand Duke of the North has shown great interest in your Heattech…-I, as a Namgung, am thankful for the grace akin to the vast sea provided by the Great Hero. By virtue of the Vibroblade bestowed by the Great Hero, the nefarious Demonic Cult has…It seems like these Otherworlders can’t get their sh*t together.