I Stayed At Home For A Century, When I Emerged I Was Invincible - Chapter 12 - Soul Seed Seal

Marcus Manfred dreamed of joining the United States Army. That dream ended the day an accident took his life.But he woke up and met a Goddess who told him that he can be reincarnated with a weapon system. He accepted it and was reincarnated in another world.The Military Weapon System, grants him access to modern weapons and equipment. Rifles. Tanks. Fighter jets. Even warships. But everything has a price.To grow stronger, Marcus must take on requests from towns, nobles, and kingdoms: clear monster nests, hunt demons, repel invasions. Each completed quest earns him funds to expand his arsenal.But this world is not Earth.Magic bends the rules. Dragons rule the skies. Demon armies march in the dark. And medieval kingdoms do not take kindly to a man building a private army beyond their control.In a world of swords and magics, can Marcus survive using his modern weapon cheats? Or will magic crush modern firepower?

“When he makes the uncommon common, it puppeteers their actions—while they still call it free will.”----Caleb’s life was ruined by a butt, a camera, and a society pretending to care about the truth.Just when his world collapsed,an old lady smacked his skull and installed a system that rewards illogical justice.[Ding!]That sound marked the birth of the Common Sense Hijacker.----Caleb doesn’t use his power to beat just anybody.For him, kindness and evil should be picky. Like food—he only picks the ones that look truly tempting and satisfying to beat.He is—The Picky Beater!

Once, Mu Anhan walked out on the man who loved her to madness—only to die and discover the price.Reborn, she clings to Gu Xiaozhan’s sleeve and whispers, “One more baby?”The tabloids sneer: “She’s nothing but a baby-maker, soon to be dumped.”Then her masks fall—perfume empress, top hacker, miracle doctor, AI genius, design prodigy.Now Nobel laureates queue at her gate.At night she curls in his arms, red lips teasing.Gu Xiaozhan lifts an eyebrow, voice low and scalding: “Ready for round three?”