The Black Beast’s Useless Concubine - Chapter 2518

When Su Lin transmigrated into a Rebirth novel, he found himself playing the role of a villain.

He then came to know that Ye Feng, the Protagonist, will be reborn in three days and he began to alter the plot, leaving the reborn Ye Feng dumbfounded.

Goddess Bai Yueguang’s attitude towards him has now changed.

Even his childhood sweetheart began to treat him coldly.

The reborn Ye Feng who intended to reach the pinnacle of his life, would never have expected he’d sink into oblivion.

On the other hand, Su Lin, who was well-versed of the plot of the world and the cliches that are bound to it used them to his advantage, and flourished.

His story had become much more interesting.

The one who had been reborn, the supreme medical saint who had come from the mountains, the one who had returned from the military, and many more Protagonists were all dealt by Su Lin, and thus he had become a legend.

Death followed Achilles like a plague.Finding himself at his lowest point, he comes to realize how little value human life held as terrifying Advanced Humans and Evolutius Beasts waded across the Colonies of this world.About to lose the only remaining person close to him by falling into the jaws of an Evolutius Beast, a spark bloomed inside of him, and he saw a distinct blue panel appear before his eyes![Achilles Maxwell][Assimilation]:: -[Existence Corruption Value]:: 0%[Complexity]:: NegligibleA simple spark. And yet the changes it brought…were limitless!

This story follows the rise of a regular small time criminal who had the odds against him his entire life.Just when things looked like they were about to come to an end for him, he received the power to turn his life around.Ambitious, Cruel, Manipulative, Cunning and now...Powerful.Follow his story as he makes a name for himself and grows as both a being and an organization by any means necessary, the likes of which the universe has never seen.

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.