MTL - Rebirth Starts at 7 Million - Chapter 137 build a hometown

George Paddington, an orphan who lost his parents during the COVID-19 pandemic, was a prodigious video game blogger. One fateful day, he dies in an accident while saving a three-year-old child. However, instead of passing on, he wakes up in the Harry Potter universe—inside the body of a 15-year-old Severus Snape, right after his infamous fallout with Lily Evans.Armed with knowledge of the future and guided by Eva, an AI assistant-like system, George must navigate the complexities of the wizarding world. With humor, danger, love, and self-discovery shaping his journey, he embraces the magic, intrigue, and challenges of his new reality. Will he alter Snape’s fate or remain bound to the tragic path history has written?

Fang Xi transmigrated, and not just once but twice!In the cultivation realm, I was timid and cautious; in another world, I unleashed my full potential!Never did I imagine that after millennia, I would become a powerhouse even within the cultivation world!

“Does the vengeance of justice count as a sin?”Fushimi Shika, burdened with a system, gives his answer: “Yes! But I will take on all sins!”Avengers chant his name, leaving behind his name. Thus, the world gains a notorious serial killer.A grieving father avenges his lost daughter by killing the true perpetrator;A husband takes revenge for his wife through a locked-room murder;A child who lost both parents makes a desperate gamble...Fushimi Shika shields these unfortunate souls who have lost everything, leaving his unique proclamation at the scene:“This is divine punishment, I am the divine punishment”...Years later, atop Tokyo Tower, Minamoto Tamako points a gun at her partner.“Although I don’t know how you did it, you are the mastermind!”Amidst thunder and lightning, rain pouring down, Fushimi Shika raises his hands:“How rude, Rabbit Officer, I am a messenger of justice.”

Jin Rou wanted to be a cultivator who defied the heavens, and surpassed all limits.

Unfortunately for him, he died, and now I’m stuck here. Arrogant young masters? Heavenly tribulations? Cultivating for days on end, then getting into life or death battles?

Yeah, no thanks. I’m getting out of here.

In which a transmigrator decides that the only winning move is not to play.