MTL - Arbor Siluo Depend on Each Other - Chapter 812 Mo Sheng is me

10 years ago, after “the Gate” that connected the real world with the monster world opened, some of the ordinary, everyday people received the power to hunt monsters within the Gate. They are known as “Hunters”. However, not all Hunters are powerful. My name is Sung Jin-Woo, an E-rank Hunter. I’m someone who has to risk his life in the lowliest of dungeons, the “World’s Weakest”. Having no skills whatsoever to display, I barely earned the required money by fighting in low-leveled dungeons… at least until I found a hidden dungeon with the hardest difficulty within the D-rank dungeons! In the end, as I was accepting death, I suddenly received a strange power, a quest log that only I could see, a secret to leveling up that only I know about! If I trained in accordance with my quests and hunted monsters, my level would rise. Changing from the weakest Hunter to the strongest S-rank Hunter!

Lucky to be hit in the head by the future learning machine, to obtain future technological knowledge?
How can there be such happiness in the world!

“Future learning machine, future learning machine, give me future knowledge and help me dominate the world!

Sorry, my task is to correct your learning attitude and make you a good kid who loves to read.
Now, please finish your homework.
-Nima! !

This is a little gangster who became a scholar… an inspirational story!
(Technology house upgrade flow!!)

Content tags: system inspirational life modern overhead sweet text

Search keyword: Protagonist: Wei Shuxun, Zhou Quan

Supporting roles: Yan Dongnan, Wei Cheng, Learning Machine ┃ Others: Future Learning Machine, Mission System

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In the age of the Warring States, the world is at war!

At this moment, a great empire is about to be established, and at this moment, this empire is at stake.

In this vast world, Young Master Qin shouted loudly, “I want this great Qin Wanshi–!”

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“It’s finally here,” said the man with the sword in an echoing whisper.

“The Tower of Choice, the last 100 floors!” the band of five exclaimed in unison.

Angelica came down from the altar with a dull look, seemingly annoying.

Then we looked around.

“I tell you once again, but you’ve had a lot of trouble in the meantime. I couldn’t have climbed to the 100th floor alone without you.”

Thud!

One by one, they fall to the floor.

Angelica’s dagger pierced my neck, and I felt a darkening in front of my eyes with a tumultuous rage. My awareness faded, from my senses, from everything else. After that, everything was eroded by profound darkness.