TRANSMIGRATED WITH A HYPERMARKET SYSTEM - Chapter 112 - 111: NEAL

Don’t we all fantasize about our dream worlds, having us as the main character?

The Mc, Long Tao, got accidentally killed and is reincarnated. Accompany him in his journey through the unequal society of cultivation as he rises to the very top. Defeating adversities, fighting odds and enemies, making friends, and experiencing betrayals.

“An angel to my friends and a demon to my enemies.” A legend is hereby born; view his journey of rising from the dead ashes, spreading his wings and conquering the skies

“There is no path to the top of heaven except the one you forge with your own efforts.”

Leveling Up My Bow In The Apocalypse

At the press conference, reporters frantically asked Chen Xing: “What is the reason why you won the championship at a young age? I heard that a player reported that you cheated? Is it true?”

Chen Xing pushed the microphone away from his nose, with a look of displeasure on his face: “I solemnly state again that I did not turn it on!”

After finishing his words, Chen Xing waved his hand to summon the giant beast that covered the sky and the sun, and jumped on its back. “Damn it, I can’t stand it anymore. I raised it well and it turned out to be a cheat? My crocodile accidentally ate a demon and it turned out to be cheating?”

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All Pete wanted was to be buried in wine grapes. Was that too much to ask?Now he's in a fantasy world, far from home, and stuck underground in the body of a smelly dwarf with fantastic facial hair. The worst part though? The swill that the dwarves are falling all over themselves to drink. Its flat, it's watery, and it has the alcohol content of a rancid coconut. Can Pete save the dwarves from their own Sour fate, or will he be forever doomed to plink his pickaxe away in hopes that he hits the mother lode. Come for the cozy fantasy, stay for the beer puns that will leave you hop-ping mad! A bubbly slice of life LitRPG with love, laughter, and a little melancholy, just like drinking a bottle of Whitbier on the beach. Has some monster fights but no real gore. No elves or harems allowed.