Speed Is King - Chapter 328 [Bonus chapter] Outgrown

Xu Ke, the live-in son-in-law who had always been humiliated in the Lin Family, suffered countless indignities in this prestigious household.But who would have known that he was actually the heir of a top-tier wealthy family in the capital? When he inherits the family business, those who once scorned him can only look up to him.

[Scanning completed][Host detected. System activated]“What's going on?”[Host, I am the system. I will help You Build Your Empire. You have arrived in a world called Proxima Center. It is 10 times bigger than your planet]In This story, we follow the life of Alberto, a World War II veteran who was killed in action during the war.But God decided to give him another life. He sends him to a fantasy world. This fantasy realm is ten times the size of Earth, teeming with legendary creatures and vast nations that rival even the might of the Mongol Empire. Where our main character will build his country entirely from scratch using the system given by God. A powerful system that is capable of making him a powerful beingSo let's enjoy our main character's journey together.Join Alberto on his epic journey as he transforms from a soldier into a sovereign, building alliances, facing formidable foes, and perhaps even discovering love amidst the chaos.

One of the six people called heroes, Raid, fought alone against the Devil, and ended up dead.

After meeting with a suspicious god, he woke up again and found out he has born again as a baby.

Moreover, as a daughter of his former companions.

In order to regain his former power, Raid/Nicole has to go through a life of hardships to reach the ideal he aims for.

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”