The Regressed Mercenary's Machinations - Chapter 2: This Contempt Feels Familiar ()

Following a regrettable teleportation gate incident, freshly graduated spatial mage Tila found himself in a strange bipolar world. On one side are the sexless humans, completely isolated from the rest of the world inside their domes. On the other side lies the bustling outside world, composed of a myriad of non-human species.Should he focus on the humans and teach them a thing or two about their bodies? Or should he mingle with the spirited outside species?Of course, he shall do both, by becoming the sole true interspecies trader!

“I dodged Truck-kun with a parkour backflip. That should've been the end of it.”After evading certain death with sick moves, genius programmer Runar thought he was safe—until the truck transformed into a freaking autobot and apologized for having to kill him anyway.“I just graduated from Truck Reincarnation Academy! I can't fail my first mission! My classmate will mock me.”Now reborn on Telstra, a world where cultivation meets sci-fi, Runar discovers the ultimate cheat code: runes are the programming language of reality itself. While everyone else grinds through cultivation realms, he's copying physique runes, optimizing techniques, and debugging the universe.But in a cosmos where aliens hunt humans, ancient supremes have left for realms beyond, and power is everything—staying low-key might be harder than he thought.One day, he'll find that desperate truck and give it the beating it deserves.

Michael wished to become a genie. He initially thought it was a wise decision, but he ended up being stuck in this position. With no other option, he could only follow the system's instructions and complete the genie's tasks.

After the ‘100-Year War’ between the Necromancers and Priests, an all-time genius who’ll shake the power structure was born. “Am I a rare case or something? Do I have talent?” A potential beyond all imagination. He obtained his father’s undead army and entered the great Necromancer school of Kizen that divided the continent. Geniuses are geniuses, even when gathered among the elites. The research community was flipped on its head by the appearance of a new case. Professors wouldn’t leave him be alone, wanting to make him study directly under them. Officials from all over the kingdom and heads of organizations fidgeted over whether to scout him. “Professor! When can I make a Lich?” “Gimme a break. How talented are you? You’re crossing the line, honestly.” A genius among geniuses had appeared.