Rebirth of the Useless Bastard Son - Chapter 114.2

We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’.They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror.And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me.[Ding... Activation of the world tree system]

Shen Ying is a task performer for the tragedy system. Her mission is to transmigrate into the role of the female lead in...Shen Ying is a task performer for the tragedy system. Her mission is to transmigrate into the role of the female lead in tragic romance novels, enduring one heart-wrenching love story after another.Unlike most task performers who resist such assignments, Shen Ying absolutely adores her job. The tasks are easy, the pay is high, and there are various hidden perks she can freely explore.The only downside is that the system keeps urging her to resign, insisting that someone of her talent shouldn’t be wasted in such a “small-time” system. It even actively recommends her to join a rival system next door.Moved to tears by the system’s concern, Shen Ying firmly declares that she will work here for a lifetime, dedicating her entire life to the system.Upon hearing this, the system is so touched that it sheds tears of gratitude.

It was a life without regret. My parents were in good health, and I wasn’t homey enough for me to combine my studies and part-time jobs.

In a fantasy world where martial artists can split mountains and creeks with a wave of their hand and break rivers with a kick, there exists a little restaurant like this.

The restaurant isn’t large, but it is a place where countless apex existences will rush into.

There, you can taste egg-fried rice made from phoenix eggs and dragon blood rice.

There, you can drink strong wine brewed from vermillion fruit and water from the fountain of life.

There, you can taste the barbecued meat of a ninth grade supreme beast sprinkled with black pepper.

What? You want to abduct the chef? That’s not going to happen, because there’s a divine beast of unfathomable level, the Hellhound, lying at the entrance.

Oh, that chef also has a robotic assistant that killed a ninth grade supreme being with a single hand and a group of crazy women whose stomachs were conquered.

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