Summit Farmer - Chapter 2122 - 2120: Servants Must Look Like Servants

An earthquake, another world, and a tentacle monster in his basement claiming to be his wife are just the beginning of a chaotic new life for Nick. He has new, dangerous, and exciting neighbors to get along with, people who want to kill him just for existing, and monsters with a taste for blood.But he's going to do his best to get to the bottom of everything and maybe even find a way back home. Even if he doesn't, he's at least not alone, for better or for worse.

Can you spend money to buy props in the krypton gold mall to make Ben Xianyu “Pan Donkey Deng Xiaoxian”?

Sorry, I also downloaded the plug-in to make money. Experience is the same with money…

From now on, I will be a rich devil!

This is a parallel world with its own game, store, and plug-in story. ps.

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If 'Jujutsu Kaisen' and 'John Wick' f**ked, then had a baby, this would probably be it:Detached mass Murder experimenting on deaths?Yandere himouto who'd threaten her father and do background murders for her brother?A Divine Wolf who jokes about blending people and cannibalism?This is the package.___________________“The first time I felt the particles, I thought I was going insane.”Naturally, as the heir to a fading Yakuza empire, Ken Kurosawa knew violence. But nothing prepared him for the day he awoke to a world only he could see. Strange, shimmering particles floated in the air, whispering secrets of the unseen. When he reached out… the world bent to his will.At first, he used this power—Kami-Jutsu, he found it to be—to protect his family. A masked figure in a shadow-cloaked hood, he slaughtered his father’s rivals in the dead of night, their blood staining Tokyo’s underbelly. But with each kill, the particles grew louder.Now, as ancient factions hunt him and a prophecy unfolds, Ken must master his godlike abilities before something apocalyptic emerge from the depths of the underworld.The Yakuza’s son will learn: some truths are deadlier than bullets.

Crimson Vale Academy—where reputation is currency, and failure is a stain you wear on your sleeve.Behind gothic walls and spotless uniforms, students aren't just educated—they're measured, ranked, and pitted against each other in a brutal meritocracy. Privileges are earned, not given. The strong rise. The weak vanish.Enter Kairon Vale, a transfer student marked Rank D—the bottom of the bottom. No badge. Just a stitched black fang, branding him as “Obsidian”—a warning to others.In a system where points dictate your value, Obsidian-ranked students claw for every opportunity to ascend into the prestigious Golden or Platinum ranks—where comfort, power, and influence await. But for most, it’s a losing battle.Yet Kairon isn’t here to fit in, impress, or play by their rules. Cold, calculating, and impossible to read, he watches the system… and waits. Because while the academy judges worth by numbers and names—he understands something deeper:Everyone wears a mask. And every mask can be cracked.Let the games begin.