My Talent Panel Can Add Points - Chapter 72 - 70: On the Eve of the Team Battle

[Mature Warning : Contains Lemons]Lor finds himself in Class D, a group of misfits struggling with poor grades, weak magical control, or social challenges.To his surprise, the academy’s curriculum feels absurdly simple—akin to second-grade math—making it easy for him to excel if he chose to. Yet, he prefers to stay under the radar.Coincidentally, in Class D: Lor is the only male student, surrounded by a group of strikingly attractive female classmates.While most of them dream of elevating their class to the prestigious A-tier, their efforts consistently fall short.Seeing their struggles, Lor decides to step in—but on his own terms.He spins a tale of a mysterious magical power, a “the Guiding Light” that demands he fulfill perverted, obscene acts in exchange for his guidance.In truth, there’s no such power. Lor relies solely on his sharp intellect to mentor his classmates, all while maintaining his façade as an average, unassuming student.Thus, helping their D Class emerge through the ranks.“I want to score better in math.”“That will be 5 minutes of squeezing your....”__________Contains anal, bdsm, threesomes, kinks, perverted things, orgies. oyakodon, milf, etc etc.This has a blend of classroom of the elite. a bit of.no ntr no yuri- Everyone is above the age of 18/ equivalent

Mark is a genius military weapon designer who was kidnapped by a mafia gang after refusing to work for them.
They forced him to design unique weapons for five years, until one day he successfully escaped only to get shot by his trusted comrades.
*Ding! You awakened a weapon system.
When he opened his eyes, he was in a different body and in a different world.
"You want to kill a wild boar without being detected? Forget about bow and arrow. Here, I present you this sniper rifle."
"You want to kill a horde of goblins from the sky? Forget about those flying carpets and brooms. Here, I present you the fighter jet."
"You want to kill a dragon? Forget about taking the help of the S-class adventure team. Here, I present you a nuclear bomb."
Join Mark Spencer/ Lu Zhen as he brings the whole world to its knees with the help of his weapon system.
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A master of Chakra Cultivation sacrifices everything - only to be reborn with a second chance.After giving his life to save his world, Alaric awakens in the body of a child. In this new realm where power is measured in tiers, bloodlines, and the strength of one's oaths, Chakra Cultivation is an unknown path.As Alaric purifies his chakras, each one unlocking profound abilities across body, mind, and soul, he gains an edge no native warrior can match. But his true test awaits in the Tower of Trials—a rite of passage for the world's young elites, offering immense rewards to those who can climb its treacherous heights. No one has ever reached its highest levels.If mastering his reborn powers wasn't hard enough, his journey will forge a bond with an entity of unimaginable strength - and lead him to lands where no mortal has dared to tread.

Arlan can go back in time by one minute, once per day.And every time he levels up, he can go back a little further.But, even with his growing power, Arlan has never been in more danger. Demon magic was never supposed to make its way into the hands of humans, and its original owners would go to any lengths to take it back.What to Expect:-Numbers. This is a LitRPG written by someone who loves LitRPGs. It won’t be overwhelming or confusing, but if you dislike the genre, this probably isn’t the story for you. Blue boxes ahead!-Meaningful progression. Characters are always working to grow more powerful, but doing so is difficult. Level-ups are hard-earned and bring with them meaningful change in characters’ abilities.-Tactical combat. Fighting is as much a battle of wits as it is a battle of muscle, after all.-No harems.