MTL - The Strongest Gaming Legend - Chapter 209 Boss, let me come!

Chen Xiaoyun, an orphan from Guangzhou, China, once met a girl who looked remarkably like him. Before he could learn more about her, a deadly virus was unleashed around the globe.Humans turned into creatures straight out of video games and movies, and zombies and mutants roamed the streets with no one to stop them.From tanks to jockeys to even invisible zombies and mutated dogs. The mutations are just endless.“Why is there a zombie apocalypse just as I find my family? And why can I suddenly create things from thin air?”Will Xiaoyun survive the chaos with the new people he meets along the way? Will he use his newfound abilities to bring peace to a devastated world?Or perhaps he will just take another nap in the bed like a lazy pig——“Shut up. How am I supposed to do anything when you keep throwing women at me?”

Check in in front of Shicun Liushen, and get the reward Innate Saint Dao Embryo.

Check in in the False God Realm, and get a bonus cross-border amulet, which can be used to randomly enter other worlds.

Check in at Tianshen Academy, get rewarded with the secret of writing, the speed breaks through the limit of the world, and evolves time.

Check in in Xianyu, and get rewards.

After entering the perfect world, Shi Zhong got the check-in system and became a member of Shi Village.

Since then, the Eight Realms of the Lower Realm, the Three Thousand Dao States, the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, the Immortal Realm and the Sea of ​​Heaven, etc., have all left footprints of stone bells.

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“When the old gods are forgotten, they do not die—they wait.”In the year 1025, the Viking Age wanes.Iceland bows to Christ. The Althing governs by law. And the gods of old fade to whispers.But in the far Westfjords, something stirs.Vetrulfr, a former Varangian captain and exile, returns from the East with foreign gold, forgotten warcraft, and a hunger no man can name.He comes not in peace, but to raise Ullrsfjörðr from ash and ice; building walls, carving runes, and waging war on behalf of a dying faith.From Reykjavík to Aachen, rumors spread: a ghost walks the North once more. Some call him the son of Ullr. Others, a wolf-cloaked demon.But all will know his name.and when the Valkyries call, he will answer.

"Your bed is cold," spoke a voice in the room that had her eyes go wide in fear. Nervously, she turned around, gulping softly to see a shadow on her bed as if someone laid down there. The man who had been lying down sat up emerging out from the shadows where he had been waiting for her.