Legend of the Great Saint - Chapter 33

Humanity, on the verge of reaching the singularity through AI advancement, fell before it could grasp it.In a cyberpunk world where Seoul—and even all of Korea—no longer exists, a story unfolds of someone living leisurely amidst the chaos.

[Ding, your frog was afraid of your death, so he went on a trip overnight and stole a shelter for you! 】

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Reborn into a world of global catastrophe apocalypse.

In the face of global recovery, zombies, fog, meteorites, prehistoric creatures, glaciers, earthquakes, acid rain and other devastating global disasters, the only thing Ye Su has to do is to survive.

Unexpectedly, he got a traveling frog when he arrived. The frog was afraid of Ye Su’s death, so he simply stole a shelter!

Ye Su: “???”

But what’s even more outrageous is yet to come.

[Ding, your frog is afraid that you are not stable enough, so he stole the source of fire for you]

[Ding, your frog was afraid that you would be bitten, so he stole the antiviral potion overnight! 】

[Ding, your frog stole the Zanpakutō for you! Additional Asura – Blade Skill! 】

So, when everyone was avoiding zombies, disasters, despairing for food and water, Ye Su had already carried a big knife, drove a car, and came out for food!

- Description from novelbuddy

The vast Kunwu Mountains, one hundred and eight thousand. Spiritual ethereal sword rising, sweeping the summits of the nine provinces.

A modern day otaku is reborn in a wuxia world, becoming the little shishu of a little sect. Unexpectedly discovering he has the martial arts trade system of a garbage web game. Through it he can actually exchange for all of the martial arts in Mr. Jin Yong’s novels.

And so, Nine Yang Manual, Nine Yin Manual, Nine Swords of Dugu, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms… All kinds of amazing martial arts started to dominate the jianghu of another world…

- Description from Novelupdates

(Isekai, Fantasy, Non-transmigration, Unconventional, Ensemble cast, Meticulously crafted setting, Multiple identities, Light novel, Succubus)I have many masks, and each has its own story.I am the unremarkable little artist of the Church of Dawn; the strongest apprentice in the gladiator arena; the killing machine in the eyes of goblins... The holy nun beneath the sunlight is me, and so is the old gentleman on the train... I have hurried through underground tunnels in escape, and I have left behind beautiful legends on the frontier...Beneath the mask, there is an even more beautiful mask; within the lie, there often lies a hidden truth...My name is Ogre. A child raised by ogre since birth. It's a pleasure to meet you.