MTL - My 26-year-old Female Tenant - v2 Chapter 20 : a lot of help

Orodan was an orphaned street rat who clawed his way to the county militia with hard work. However calamitous events unfold and draw him into events bigger than himself and Orodan's battle-loving disposition leads to a warrior's death for him. Only for him to wake up again on the day of.In a world of skills, titles and blessings; a smart time looper would perhaps scheme, plan, amass equipment and allies. But not Orodan. If there's one thing he's good at it's stubbornly trying the same thing over and over again via brute force till it's done.If a wall is in front, going around is not an option. Instead batter it with your head thousands of times till either the wall breaks or you do. And gain skill levels along the way

At the tender age of five, I tragically lost my parents and suffered a life-altering injury.

Five years later, my stepmother evicted me from my home.

This misfortune, however, gave rise to a new beginning for me.

At age fifteen, I encountered a dramatic turn of events when I received two mysterious blessings.

[You have received the Blessing of Greed]

[You have received the Blessing of Sloth]

I was gifted with the Blessing of Greed from a dragon and the Blessing of Sloth from a human.

[Welcome to the Skill Creation System]

[What skill would you like to create?]

I soon discovered that I might be a Half-Dragon, and unlocked the Skill Creation System, which also allowed me to access my mother's memories and the truth behind their death!

Now, I'm embarking on a quest to become the strongest in multiple worlds.

I must find the answers I seek, protect those I care about, and gain the strength to exact revenge on those who have wronged me.

I intend to use the powers of the Blessings I have been granted to avenge my parents and forge my own destiny.

Possible additional tags:

Adventure, Magic, Fantasy, Action, Dark Magic, Superpowers, Immortality

Monsters, Demons, Gods, Shapeshifters, Dragons, Spirits, Faery, Elves, Dwarves, Giants, Magical Creatures

Kingdom Building, School Arc, Skill Creation, Dungeon Exploration

Romance, Epic Journey, Hero's Journey, Epic Battles, Epic Quest

Curses, Ancient Relics, Ancient Civilizations, Hidden Worlds

Lin Xuan transmigrated into a world where demon beasts rampaged. He became one of the lowest ranking wasteland reclaimers in the Germinal Organization to explore the mystic realms.

The Zero Realm mystic realm was the Giant Rock Cave. The First Realm mystic realm was the Demon Ant Nest. The Second Realm mystic realm was the Tree King Sea.

[Congratulations on seizing a Gold Swallowing Lizard as one of your avatars for gaining more experience. Do you want it to begin its training?]

[Your current location is first floor of the Giant Rock Cave. (1 coin per minute. 5 exp points per minute)]

[Gold Swallowing Lizard has been training for 4 hours. Do you wish to collect its experience?]

Lin Xuan’s eyes were wide open. He was well-versed in how this worked. This was similar to the AFK games that he played in his previous world.

As such, he began his comfortable journey of becoming the strongest.

Up until one point, the Germinal Organization discovered that he was abnormal and decided to deal with him. It only then did Lin Xuan realize that even Seventh Realm fighters and the managers of the organization were inferior to him.

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.