All-Mighty Girl Gets Spoiled by A Bigshot - Chapter 1089 - Don’t Waste Time Here

Seojin transmigrated into the novel named ‘777: The Crowned Sovereign’ as Seven, a side character.Here, he was the seventh child of the seventh archduke of the seventh kingdom of the seventh continent.On Earth, he was raised by his seventh stepfather and the child of the seventh ex-wife of the seventh mayor. He even had his seventh maid quit the job.He was also the seventh reader of the novel he transmigrated into.[Welcome, Seventh Reader! Your loyalty has been awarded.]With this many sevens, will he curse it as an unlucky number or… praise it seventy seven times?…Note: The author is a complete newbie and this is the seventh draft. Please don't expect this as such a grand story.Thanks. Merci. Danke. Bedankt. Terima kasih. Gracias. Salamat.Congrats! You just learned how to say ‘thanks’ in seven languages! ;P

A normal man was constantly blamed and was eventually turned into a murderer.Everyone hated him and looked at him as if he was a non human.He was sentenced to death but just before dying, he was asked to state his last wish which would have been fulfilled.“I wish to live some more days”His words couldn’t be neglected and they fulfilled his wish but he died in the end when his free days had finally ended.However, he was born again, in a new world which was filled with magic.It was a place where science wasn’t known.He could have used his knowledge to become famous and gain a lot of money and fame, but the fate was not so kind to let him do that.He had to bear the responsibilities for the murders in his past life due to which he was really turned into a non human.But that didn’t seem like a punishment, in fact it was a perfect world for him to shed even more blood.“I will become a predator that will stand above all!”Join me in this amazing adventure where our protagonist is Reincarnated As A Wolf With Cheats!

Behind the calm smile lies a heart riddled with scars.Beneath the weight of fate burns an unyielding gaze.A body trapped in the abyss of despair—if it reaches out, can it grasp the light called hope?A soul locked upon the rack of destiny—if it prays sincerely, can it embrace the future called redemption?

In a fantasy world where martial artists can split mountains and creeks with a wave of their hand and break rivers with a kick, there exists a little restaurant like this.

The restaurant isn’t large, but it is a place where countless apex existences will rush into.

There, you can taste egg-fried rice made from phoenix eggs and dragon blood rice.

There, you can drink strong wine brewed from vermillion fruit and water from the fountain of life.

There, you can taste the barbecued meat of a ninth grade supreme beast sprinkled with black pepper.

What? You want to abduct the chef? That’s not going to happen, because there’s a divine beast of unfathomable level, the Hellhound, lying at the entrance.

Oh, that chef also has a robotic assistant that killed a ninth grade supreme being with a single hand and a group of crazy women whose stomachs were conquered.