MTL - Number One Player of Time and Space - Chapter 1075 Picnic on the city wall

Rune was just an ordinary man from Earth — until fate threw him into Ninth Dawn, a world of swords and magic. Reborn in the frail body of a child cursed with an F-rank Divine Blessing, Rune’s new life was nothing but suffering.Branded with false accusations of rape and murder, he was captured by the Seraphic Order of the Black Veil (SBV). Brutally tortured and executed for crimes he never committed, his story should have ended there.But death wasn’t the end.Time rewound. Rune opened his eyes once again to the moment of his first reincarnation.This time, he vowed vengeance.Guided by Nexar, the Warlord’s System, Rune carved his path through blood and fire. He conquered territories, raised armies, and earned the fearsome title:The First Warlord of the Dawn.Yet even warlords fall. At the peak of his conquest, Rune was struck down by the hand of the Demon Lord — the true shadow looming over the world.And then… he returned once more.Back to the very beginning.But now, something had changed.The system reincarnated with him.Only, it wasn’t the same.Nexar had awakened anew as:Nexar, the Warlord’s Carnal System.With vengeance burning in his heart and a twisted new system at his side, Rune is ready to defy fate itself.War, blood, lust, and conquest — his dawn has only just begun.

“Alas, this life is a failure; let’s see what the next life holds.” ... “The second life has ended, calculating results... Final rating: C+. Rewards based on rating: You may choose to inherit one item from Constitution, Skill, or Talent. Please select?” “Hmm, I choose to inherit the Talent ’Dynamic Vision’.” “Talent inherited... Congratulations on achieving the following lifetime achievements: Innate Grandmaster; Blessing of Many Offspring (10/10)” Achievement rewards: Two random rewards. You may draw from Constitution, Skill, or Talent, or choose to upgrade Talent level. Please select? ... A reborn individual, in possession of the treasure ’Hundred Lifetimes book’, reincarnates within the Cultivation World, undergoing endless cycles of rebirth without the bloodline ending or the soul perishing! The family he established ten thousand years ago has now grown into a massive entity that spans the heavens. The disciple taken in casually eight thousand years ago ultimately became the founder of a Great Sect in the Immortal Realm. The pet raised three thousand years ago has evolved into an unparalleled Demon Saint of the Otherworld. ... I am Zhao Sheng, and I shall cultivate life after life until Ascension!

William Hunter was a young high-school student who was constantly bullied and made fun of by the people around him.

Suddenly, one day, everyone was given a system and transported into a parallel apocalyptic world filled with powerful hordes of zombies, wrecking havoc on everyone and everything. Even with systems, most people struggle to survive.

[You have received the ???-rank system, Minion Controller]

[You have received 1x Woodcutter Minion and 1x Warrior Minion]

[You can buy more minions in the Shop]

What was this?

[Your Woodcutter Minion has collected 21 wood, it is now level-2]

As other people struggled to survive. William would be able to create an army of minions and take over this hellscape

In the residence of the Duke of Zhenguo, the legitimate young miss, known for her icy demeanor, had transformed overnight.She, who usually regarded no one, woke up to confront anyone she saw with a few harsh words, using her frail body to intimidate so much that no one dared to touch her.Afterwards, this legitimate young miss began taking on retainers, nurturing powerful officials, engaging in commerce, and recruiting troops… Every act so shocking and audacious, it defied the norms and provoked fear in all who spoke of her!Yan Wanqing was seen as an enchantress and a disaster by the people, a thorn in the flesh and a nail in the eye that the ministers wanted desperately removed, an entity everyone shunned as if she were a venomous snake.Only the Crown Prince Mingyue, descending from the divine altar, in the dark, godless alleys, grasped her neck and repeatedly asked her, “Will you marry me or not?”