MTL - God Level Farm - Chapter 2337 pick up relatives

The past life Ji Anran: “Geng Yan, let’s get back together.”

Geng Yan, who was dumped: “I refuse. You have powers anyway, and you can live well without me.”

After rebirth, the weak chicken Ji Anran: “Geng Yan, let’s get back together.”

The dumped Geng Yan: “I refuse.”

Ji Anran, lying dead: “I have no power, you don’t care about me, just let me get cold1.”

Geng Yan: “… …” The unsuccessful Geng Yan can only take away the weak chicken, one cannot put sand on the wall2 Ji Anran.

Later… what about the ordinary person without the strength to truss a chicken?! Who’s the guy in the day?

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I was just your average burnout. Now I’m a kobold in a dungeon where everything wants to eat me—and frankly, I get it. I look delicious.Reincarnated as the weakest possible monster in the worst possible place, I start with nothing but panic, backward knees, and a skill called Civilization Mimicry—which is sealed. Because of course it is.But survival isn't the story.This is the story of what comes after.Of finding meaning in the scraps. Of building law from ashes. Of kindling memory in a place designed to erase.Because even if the world sees kobolds as nothing, I’ve seen what we used to be.And I’m going to bring it back.Firelight by firelight. Burial by burial. One fragile tradition at a time.Because if the world wants kobolds to be nothing?Then I’ll teach it what nothing becomes when it learns to dream.

An editor at the prime of her life—and with maybe just a little too much free time—finds herself waking up in one of her favorite RPGs with no clue as to what's going on or how to get back home.This might be the part where others rejoice over getting whisked away to a world of wizards and magic, but she certainly doesn't think it's anything to celebrate about.After all, she woke up in the body of a small-time villain with some severe personality issues.

He has won the most flamboyant compliments and the most vicious swear words.

He is a guy with rebellion flowing in every vein in his body.

He’s a white kid who’ll never be a celebrity.

He is a young man from the countryside in the eyes of the public.

He’s Tommy Hawk.

He was born again.

Welcome to the first half of the American Dream and the second half of the American Nightmare.

Let us please, come Tommy Hawke, in the winter of 2022.

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