Supreme Dragon Lord - Chapter 21-

For eons, the world had endured 6 different resets—known as 'Calamities'. Each calamity introduced a completely new power system while eradicating the previous one as if it never existed in the first place.*****In the modern world, a virtual reality game — 'The Seven Calamities' took over the world with its release.With its intricate and complex worlds that followed a variety of power systems, became a common ground for the whole world.Kai Evernox was a 17-year-old orphan who struggled to make his living through the ways of Scavenger in the game. He, just like any other player, awaited the next and the final update of the game—The Seventh Calamity.Just a night before the update, a mysterious old man who claimed to be the creator of the game called in a press conference.“All that you thought as a mere fantasy, all of it was true. The Seventh Calamity will be the End. And the only one who can stop it from happening is you, my friend.”With that said, the old man perished away into particles of light, leaving the world stunned as system windows popped up in front of all human lives.The world fell into havoc, while a grin crept onto Kai's face as his memories returned.Now the question begs to be answered...Which path will the Primordial Villain—The Survivor Of 6 Worlds—choose?***it's not a VRMMO or Litrpg story. just that the start of it somewhat resonates with those genres.***

After putting a suggestion to add a mercenary in a bad Murim novel he read, Leo would finish a mission with his NPCs before sleeping. Or so he planned. For some reason, he was transported into the said novel as the extra mercenary added by the author. His loyal NPCs, a yandere secretary, a happy-go-lucky assassin, a sexy puppeteer, and two weapon maniac guys start to become sentient. He lead his mercenary band ’Hallowed Insects’ toward an an unprecedented future in a Murim most turbulent era while enjoying his time. Fortunately, they still have their futuristic equipment with them. Tang Clan have a Poison Dagger, they have a Photon Sword. Shaolin Sect has a Qi Blast, they have a Railgun. And of course... “How much are you willing to pay to employ us? By the way, Demon Sect pay us 50,000 Golds to join their side in the upcoming war.” ... he always sided with the highest bidder.

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received 7 billion red pockets!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received 50 million yuan!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received a Lamborghini Aventador!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received 51% stock of a listed company!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received a whole tower worth 5 billion!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received the skill, Combat King!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received the skill, God’s Singing Voice!”

“7 billion red packets? How long will it even take me to open all of them?” Lin Fan complained.

“Excuse me, how long do you think it will take you to earn a million?” a certain random reporter asked.

Lin Fan was silent.

“Sorry, but, why do you keep blinking?” the reporter asked.

“Didn’t you ask how long it would take?”

Derek Carter never asked for a System, an apocalypse, or the pressure of being humanity’s so-called “last hope.”He was just trying to survive the daily struggles of being an orphan in Paleview City—dodging bullies, scraping together meals, and lying his way into school. Life was already hard enough.Then, one day, a blue screen pops into his vision:[Warning: The world is doomed. Try not to die.]Yeah, great. Just what he needed—cryptic doomsday messages and no instruction manual.Now, monsters are creeping into the city, reality is unraveling, and Damien’s “legendary” starting stats are barely above zero. The System promises him power, but there's just one tiny problem—he’s never won a fight in his life.Armed with sarcasm, questionable decision-making skills, and the sheer refusal to die, Damien is about to embark on the worst (and possibly last) adventure of his life. Because if the world really is ending… he’s at least going to make it someone else’s problem first.After all, heroes are overrated—survivors get to tell the story.