I am not just a tycoon - Chapter 128 - 127: When the Pond Owner Meets a Scumbag

When the rifts between worlds opened, countless monsters flooded through, engulfing human cities and plunging the world into chaos. Faced with this apocalyptic crisis, humanity was forced into a new era where every individual had to choose a profession. Nations now compete to cultivate elite practitioners, striving for supremacy in the rankings of alternate world conquests.But as the world teeters on the brink, the first and greatest champion awakens after a million years of slumber—armed with untold buff amassed from his millennia of AFK grinding.The bosses of the otherworld tremble in fear. Global T0-ranked powerhouses bow down, offering their loyalty...[Disclaimer: Here countries fight against each other and this is adapted into a Manhua.][Schedule: 2 Chapters/Day]

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The world of Anexia is rotting. The Mist has taken hold over entire continents and continues to spread, not content until the entire world is under its control.Raorka, along with his mother Zoe and father Zack, are thrust into this world after an accident. However they wake up at different parts of the world.Raorka wakes up near the Domed Town of Temuril, where inhabitants speak of the cursed dragon in the woods and the exiled witch who teaches magik...for a price.Zack wakes up near the town of Odania where the red cloaked Chianti Hunters battle against the tyrant mayor and the last Great Kingdom.Zoe awakens near the abandoned Church of Laments, where the cries of persecuted nuns echo, praying for the return of their Goddess and her blessings.Now they journey separately, desperate to reunite with each other amidst the chaos of a dying world.

The rivers and lakes carry wine with swords, the waist is slender and the palm is light.

The young man carried a long knife on his shoulder, and hung wine on his waist, striding forward, but the rivers and lakes in his heart were vaguely visible.

Turning a page in the book of troubled times, the rivers and lakes have been raining nightly for decades.

Looking back suddenly, the world has been shattered.

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