Reaper of the Drifting Moon - Chapter 2

[Target Of Misfortune: Rank SSS (Level: 1)]

This skill changed my life. I a poor nobody despised by other had gained this opportunity.

Using the skill of mine, I will rise to the top. And no one will stop me.

In times of war…What is a Battle Mecha engineer expected to do? Are they expected to do research and realize their imagination?How about a Battle Mecha pilot? Are they expected to enter battle with their mechas as they display their exquisite control through bizarre and bewildering techniques?What about a member of the special scouts? Are they expected to infiltrate deep into the enemy lines as they use stellar unarmed fighting skills to suppress the enemy with a single move? Or are they expected to make use of disguises and stealth techniques to take out the enemy?And what about a military officer? Are they expected to analyze the outcome of a battle? Or are they expected to create brilliant strategies to triumph over the enemy through a miraculous move?For someone who excels in human psychology, deceit, assassination, and disguise, what happens when that person is merged with all those professions?This is the story of a cowardly, wretched, and despicable fatty.

I reincarnated and became the young sect master of a sect that dominates a region.I originally thought that with my solid backing, I will not have any worries in this life. However, sudden changes occurred and the sect declined.When the last ten disciples were forced to leave, only a deaf old man and a dog named 'Haha' remained in the sect, I suddenly discovered that the buildings in the sect could be upgraded!I'll upgrade the main hall!I'll upgrade my residence!I'll even upgrade my kitchen!A super sect is currently rising inexorably like the Sun...Welcome to my sect.I only accept disciples that are geniuses. Even super experts have to pay if they want to join.There's no free lunch in the world!

“As if I’d marry an ugly woman like you!”