MTL - Prehistoric: A Stable Life, Starting From the Journey To the West - Chapter 984

There was nothing left to lose in his life.He had lived as a hero. He had started at the bottom and worked his way up to the top, at the end he become the best, yet he had always been betrayed by those he had tried to protect.Humanity did not deserve his protection.When everything went out and he could no longer even hope to beg for his life, he could do nothing but look up at the blood-red sky among the corpses of demons and angels.He wished for one more chance, just one more chance.And when that chance was given to him, he swore that he would change everything. He would no longer be a hero to save people, but an anti-hero to save the world.Sacrificing hundreds of people to save an elf, poisoning hundreds of people to save a group of half-demons.He didn't care about any of that anymore, he would protect those he cared about and send everything else to hell.Not even the gods or goddesses could stop him.

At nineteen, Dexter was already one of the world’s most celebrated authors. His books topped charts. Critics praised his genius. Fans devoured every word. But behind the acclaim was a lonely boy—raised without parents, love, or real friends—just stories.He published his first novel at fourteen. By seventeen, he was a literary star. But the higher he rose, the hollower it felt.Then came the writer’s block. The headaches. The blackout. And the transmigration.Dexter awoke in the body of Daylan, a disgraced young man in a crumbling, medieval world laced with steampunk tech, divine law, and political unrest. Daylan had already failed two of the three sacred Trials—rites that determine one’s magical potential. He was drowning in debt, entangled in plots to overthrow a corrupt Divine Church, and branded a lost cause.With no way back, Dexter took the final Trial—the most brutal of them all—and began a path that would earn him the whispered title: Soldier, Poet, King.But as his powers grew, one question haunted him: Did he truly die? And if so, who—or what—chose to bring him back?

“National Immortal Cultivation World” is an immortal cultivation game that once exploded on Blue Star.

But in the past ten years, a large number of players have retreated and abandoned the pit, and the game has been shut down.

Qin Mu is the only one left to sign in every day to get experience, do quests and dungeons, and plunder resources…

For ten years, Qin Mu has occupied the first place in all the rankings, and his level has also reached the first place in the entire server.

“What a great game, it’s a pity it’s closed.”

When Qin Mu was depressed, he found that the game world suddenly became reality!

There are swordsmen flying with their swords, and their sword qi has broken thousands of miles; there are magic cultivators who violate the law and disobey discipline, and separate one side; there are immortals who set up sects and create their own fire; Qin Mu sees himself, the immortal emperor is complete…

But he found that the most troublesome thing was that all the Dao Companions he got married in the game were all realized.

Not only that, the dungeon quests he cleared in the game, the bosses he fought, and the female NPCs he stalked all came to life. The most terrible thing is that the system also exposed his identity as an Immortal Emperor!

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Xiao Feng, the protagonist of the story was an ace at online games. By accident, he knew a game called Mystery which can reduce human’s energy consumption and improve the space-allocation on the earth. In this game, he hit monsters, increased his levels and met a lot of friends. However, at the same time, he was inevitably drawn into the struggle within and outside the labor union. What should he do? And what difficulties would he face? The following are his inner monologues.

I was killed in the game and asked him/her to fight offline only to find that she was a girl. What should I do?

I wanted to be a support and carry my team-mates only to find that all of them were newbies, what should I do?

Please don’t court death and let me kill the boss with the hammer!

To conclude, this story is about a support who would have liked to carry all his team-mates. However, after realizing that support could not save the world, he resolutely picked up the hammer and killed the boss in the game.

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