Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You? - Chapter 338 Guests Arrive

How could a poor graduate student without any background or connections become successful? With a coaching system? An upgrade? This is not a computer game, but real life we’re talking about!

Devil clan gained the ground and human beings were at the great risk of being wiped out. At this critical moment, six temples led the human race to guard their last land. A young man joined Knight Temple in order to save his mother and he has to go through all those traps and miracles on this tough journey. In a world where human’s six temples fought against devil clan’s 72 devil pillars, would he finally make it to the sealed divine throne?

In Japan of 1992, just after the economic bubble burst, society's public safety began to deteriorate. Xu Tianze finds himself transmigrated into the body of a detective named Aoyama Hidenobu, and the moment he opens his eyes, he discovers himself bound up tightly...Entering the new century, a prestigious magazine proclaimed that although Japan has lost a decade since the 90s, they gained a legendary figure like Aoyama Hidenobu.Regarding this, some Japanese nationals expressed: 'Damn it! We'd rather lose another 100 years than have this traitor to our country!'This book is also known as 'This Tokyo is Somewhat Hot.'PS: The protagonist is a rascal, acting with contempt, decisive in killing and fighting, purely for the thrill, not for the faint-hearted.

We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’.They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror.And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me.[Ding... Activation of the world tree system]