Limitless Sword God - Chapter 32 — Inside the World of the Everlasting Sword Sheath

If you had the opportunity to be granted one wish, what would your wish be?All humans on Planet New Earth were given such an opportunity.A translucent screen appeared in front of every human promising to grant any wish to the humans of new earth.You want to be a god?- GrantedYou want to be a devil?- GrantedYou want to have powers like Gojo or Naruto or Sasuke or Saitama or Goku?- GrantedYou want to be the richest man on the planet?- GrantedYou want the world to end?- GrantedYou want...Wait, what?!!!Granted?!!!Any wish a human wished for was granted to them!!And then it happened, the apocalypse!!!And our average MC, Corey Junior Zane, due to circumstances wished for wisdom, not just ordinary wisdom though.Unlimited Wisdom, Knowledge and Understanding.Would our MC be able to survive in such a dangerous world without having the ability to defend himself.Would he be able to survive in his school where the common enemies are Smileys?Read to find out!

“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”“I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to devour soil and rocks, digging out underground cities, just to park their steel carriages beneath the surface.”“I saw with my own eyes that they fed glowing ores into an everlasting stellar furnace, unleashing a radiance brighter than the sun.”“I saw with my own eyes all those indescribable things.”“Their iron birds covered the sky, their steel ships filled the ocean, their war machines tore the earth asunder, and their gods walked upon the world.”“You must think I’m mad.”“But it doesn’t matter.”“It has already seen you.”——————Oil is Its blood.Thick smoke is Its breath.Ore and steel are Its food.The countless cargo ships in the harbors are Its myriad offspring.The place of origin stamped in the corner is Its silent mockery.They claim they are mere mortals.Child, you’d best not argue.You must understand:Their technology is beyond comprehension.Their production capacity is unimaginable.A mere glimpse of their creations will drive you insane.Their morale surpasses even the most fanatical worshippers of dark gods.How will you stop them?With your sword, child? Or your flesh and blood?You should be grateful that they still consider themselves mortals.——————“I’ve finished building my factory, and now you’re telling me this world runs on idealism?!”“Wait, then what the hell did I just create?”

Why, seems like I’ve become a haunted portrait.