Splitting the Heavens - Chapter 102: Zoom Zoom, Cultivation on a Rocket (cont)

A slime randomly falls into existence. Sapient and born with the ability to recreate parts of the things it preys upon, the highly confused drop of primordial soup decides that the only real thing it can do is become the being at the top of the food chain. A task of longevity in the leaves of the Omniverse.

24 years old technology genius, was paralyzed by an accident. Cyra felt freedom for the first time in her life.But the world always throws things at you when you least expect. She transmigrated into a world where genders are reversed but still feeling the joy of her new working legs, she was thrown into a chaos space that would shape her bubbly personality into a dangerous being that made the world tremble.This is a reverse harem novel.Form Author San: my novel is not perfect, read at your own risk. For your author's brain cells please support me with 'love'. Ha! Just kidding. Leave your comments, reviews, and votes.

Ray was more of an average guy in everything, whether it was appearance, in sports, or in school. Ray lost his parents in a car accident when he was little so he grew up in an orphanage.

He had no friends and was always bullied in school cause he was skinny so he was an easy target.

Then one day when he was running away from bullying he ended up in front of a truck that crushed him and he died.

But his life didn't end there as he reincarnated in a fantasy world but as a beast.

But with his bad luck, he was reincarnated as a low level beast with low stats, but he has a trump card, An evolution system that helps him in this new world. How will he evolve and become the strongest of All.

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.

Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.

“What? What are you talking about?”

This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.

The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.

“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”

“Nano Mashin?”

The boy’s face hardened.

Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.

The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.

“Um, are you really Mashin?”

The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.