Rebirth: General, Don't Mess Around! - Chapter 11: Harboring Resentment

[Unique Trait – Those you meet will remember you. No matter what happens, they will remember you forever.] In a world on the brink of ruin, people summoned to save it are categorized as heroes and extraterrestrial workers, abbreviated as “foreign workers.”For some reason, I became a foreign worker who is loved by transcendents that view humans as mere insects.

Arthur got randomly transported to another world. Some people would find that terrifying, but not for him, who was tired of his old life; it was an opportunity.

And, after having bad luck all his life, the tide changed.

It was a world of magic where wizards fought side-by-side with their familiars. Arthur got summoned to be one of these so-called familiars.

He was furious. The thought of becoming a pet was not something he liked. Well, that changed when he saw who his master was.

A hot-woman. And, to make everything better, Arthur was inside the Frostpeak Magic Academy, which only had women students.

“This is heaven. All familiars are beasts, but I'm different. I'm a good-looking man inside a place filled with hot girls.”

When he thought his luck could not get better, he unlocked a system that helped him with everything. Of course, he used the system for a greater good, like getting girls.

Once upon a time, an Alchemist Grandmaster from the World of Immortals accidentally took possession of a playboy, who hailed from a rich and powerful family, and became a student in the middle of his midterms.

By the means of a miraculous immortal technique, he blended in and mingled amongst the femme fatales’ group to dominate the city! The nature of this novel’s origin is shamelessness to the core; having no sense of shame is just a basic foundation, but if the most shameless isn’t set yet, then become it!

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When he woke up, Yang Yuan found himself reborn.

When he was one year old, “Ah, not only rebirth, but also transmigration.”

At the age of three, “Goldfinger is finally in place!”

Portable space is handy.

Fourteen years old, “What the hell is my golden finger?”

Yang Yuan screamed in the sky…

Thirty-year-old, Yang Yuan, who was hugging from left to right, stood on Emperor Tread Peak, pointing to the vast land, “This is the country that I have conquered!”

Omg, golden fingers are so fragrant!

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