I’m Sorry for Getting a Head Start but I Decided to Live Everyday Erotically - Chapter 37: Shirota Yotsuba 8 Eda Fukiko 2

Three thousand years ago, Bai Qiuran, who was extremely talented, was accepted as a disciple by the founder of Qingming Sect, and the young Taoist began to cultivate the path of immortality.

Lost in the vast expanse of space, trapped in the icy confines of a metal spacecraft, I was forced to face a horrifying truth.That I had transformed into a ruthless alien predator in a space survival game.

Died while saving his dear friend and cursing the arrogant general, Leo gets reincarnated into a world ravaged by magical beasts.Here, strength speaks for everything, and the weak are killed at the whims of the strong. Leo awakens as the lowest-tier Beast Master. Just as he was thinking he would again end up under the command of some stupid general who was the reason for his death last time, he received a gift from a mysterious entity.[Primordial Beast Dominion system]Now, surrounded by people who see him as a weakling, his journey to grow the strongest has begun.Where everyone is beating their head to make their beast grow and unlock their potential, Leo uses the system to break his limiter and grow fast and surprisingly strong.With dual talent, a broken system and a yandere sister, he embarks on the journey to rise at the top of the food chain.

It was understood that this was a capitalist country, where the possession of the greatest amount of capital determined to whom the nation effectively belonged.The smile that had been resting on William Sheffield’s face was abruptly erased as his expression turned cold. In a tone laced with determination, it was demanded by him that the police be contacted immediately so that they could crush those who stood in their way. The reasoning behind his words seemed clear: if such actions had been taken before by someone like Rockefeller, then why should it not also be possible for Sheffield?A sense of irony hung in the air as the sentiment was expressed—this was America, where each day seemed to unfold as though it were part of an ongoing shootout, with battles fought not just with guns but with power, influence, and wealth.