Monarch Night - Chapter 170 - 128: Falling Behind [Extra - for the Navigator Alliance Hierarch 1]

In the age of interstellar exploration, three hundred years ago, Mage explorers from the yellow river planet took their first step towards outer space.

It was a joyous event for every mage on that planet, yet unfortunately, space is dominated by other races.

The Peak level Mage from the Yellow River Planet was the weakest power in existence among other outer space races. It's a cruel reality for everyone.

From then on, every mage from the Yellow River Planet began to increase their power level by consuming outer space resources.

Then they constantly researched, upgraded the power level system and tried to pave the way for the next generation of space explorers.

Now, our MC Vincent Carey's ambition is to be the next generation of space explorers.

How is he going to increase his strength and compete among other races to get resources?

How is the unknown little yellow river planet going to be known and feared by others?

Song Lianhe transmigrated into a book, becoming the Villainess and legitimate daughter of the General Mansion, the Crown Prince's fiancée, and the female lead's stepping stone. Her existence was to use her ignorance and foolishness to highlight the female lead's intelligence and kindness; her repeated unrequited love also drove her completely insane, and in the end, she was tormented to death by the male and female leads working together...Song Lianhe transmigrated at the critical moment when the Villainess tried to drug the female lead, only for the plan to be cleverly thwarted by the female lead, resulting in the Villainess losing her own virginity instead.In a dilapidated temple, while “saving herself,” she said to the paralyzed man: “Don't worry, I will take responsibility for you...”Afterwards, the woman picked up her skirt and fled. The villain opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a cold and sinister venom: “I want her dead!”

Hello, everyone. My name is Shen JianGuo. I’m a night school teacher. I mainly teach the subjects of (Marxist) philosophy and ethics. I occasionally review new policies and measures for the students. I never see my colleagues and students during the day. The training institute classrooms are all abandoned schools, hospitals, or houses. The bus number is 444 and it always appears in front of my door at 12 midnight and disappears before 5am.

What? You say I met a ghost? Impossible. As a staunch scientific materialist, I don’t believe ghosts exist in this world.

But recently I’ve had an issue to raise. Can the training institute bring the class time up a little bit? Wouldn’t it be good to start around 8pm? Though I fear nothing on earth or in the heavens, I’m afraid of going bald.

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I am Master Siwei, and I speak for arcane arts.
This is an era of heroes and heroines.
This is an era of great changes.
In the end, it will be an arcane era opened by me.

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