Mr. Grant Treats Me Like a Treasure - Chapter 522 - 521: I’m Really Afraid

Dante is transported to a brutal fantasy world with zero status and no combat ability.[DING!][You have unlocked a unique skill, [Summon Creation]][Ability to summon the 453 characters you have created in all the games you play. Each character retains their original stats, personality and abilities.]Desperate to survive a goblin horde, he reaches for his Level 99 god-slaying Paladin... but his mana is too low.Instead, he summons Shivvy, a Level 3 Rogue he once created for a five-minute task and forgot existed.Dante soon discovers the terrifying truth: All 453 of his summons are fully sentient... carrying the exact personalities, builds, and backstories he designed...And they all revere him as their divine “Creator.”Now, this “Creator” must level up from scratch.Dante must earn enough mana to unlock his summons.And managing the dysfunctional and overpowered family he himself built.

After the divorce, the ex-wife disappeared for four years and unexpectedly gave birth to a pair of twins! Upon reuniting, Third Young Master Shen continuously pressured her into marriage, but the ex-wife's heart was tightly shut. The soft and adorable daughter was worried, saying: “Uncle Shen, why don't you kidnap me and threaten my mom to marry you?” Clearly, she is his biological daughter. The arrogant son, on the other hand, specializes in ruining plans, revealing someone’s embarrassing photos: “If you keep pestering my mom, I’ll send this to the parent group!” He's clearly out to get his dad!

After accidentally falling, she actually finds herself bound to a Second Female Lead Counter Attacking System!

Way, way, and very way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals.And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army.Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too.My Talent's Name Was Generator.Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like.So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me?Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back.I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls.