MTL - The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered - Chapter 1214 Sang and Kwon (15)

Welcome Zhang Yu to the art life section of Yangtai. I am the host army!
     The literary world calls your work the peak of God.
     The comic world calls your work insurmountable.
     The music industry calls your work the limit of art.
     The film industry calls your work a box office myth.
     Of course, these are not what I want to ask.
     I want to ask…
     What is it for the sports world?

- Description from uukanshu

Nagasawa crossed to Naruto Universe and was bound to Konohagakure.

If Konoha is severely damaged and destroyed, Nagasawa’s lifespan will be reduced.

He panicked at the thought of the upcoming Nine-Tailed Demon Fox’s attack , and the thought of Konoha getting destroyed left him in despair.

Fortunately, while bound to Konoha, he can obtain templates of powerful characters.

At the beginning, He got the Whitebeard template! Since it’s the Whitebeard from the Summit War of Marineford, he can use Tremor-Tremor Fruit’s ability and Haki.

Facing the Tailed Beast Ball, which terrorized Konoha Shinobi, Nagasawa leaped and shattered the Tailed Beast Ball with one punch!

- Description from Novelupdates

Lost in the vast expanse of space, trapped in the icy confines of a metal spacecraft, I was forced to face a horrifying truth.That I had transformed into a ruthless alien predator in a space survival game.

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.