MTL - My Disciple Died Yet Again - v3 Chapter 96 Invincible water root

Reincarnation.Or rather... transmigration.Whatever it is, it wasn't something i ever thought i would be a victim of.But here i was...... a villain in the very game i died playing.But... as though that wasn't enough.I am not even going to make it past the first arc.Scratch that.The very first day in the academy...... that's the day i die.(Earlier chaps will involve info drop, the true story starts from the Academy Arc)

When the Chinese athlete laughed that video game championships existed, you, as a professional e-sports player, should use your size 42 shoes to measure just how long his smug face is!

When parents, relatives, friends, and all of society squint at your gamer profession as improper, all you, as a true lover of e-sports, can do is to show them a unyielding view of your back!

Have you ever imagined that in four years, e-sports would be one of the events on the Olympic fields. A hair-raising showdown that combines hand speed reactions under a second, great coordination from a five man team, and the ultimate limits of the human response time– –it is the video game competition! Let the enthusiastic followers of the world yell ‘Demacia’!!

{One Piece, navy, check-in, physical skills, great swordsman, cool!}

People in Pirates get a nine-to-five check-in system.

From joining the navy and clocking in to work, I became stronger.

You said that if you beat her, you can get 100,000 overtime pay?

Sorry I was able to hit you broke!

You say I pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?

I’m sorry, but you just don’t have the qualifications to grab the second wool!

You want to test my strength?

I don’t work overtime without half a million!

As a qualified naval animal, working from 9 to 5 on weekends is the last word!

terribly sorry,

terribly sorry,

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In a world of countless enemies, the right talent is all it takes to thrive. Freddy Stern, a twenty-one-year-old cashier, has lived a plain, albeit harsh life. Having been orphaned—twice—he’s spent the last ten years working and staying out of trouble. His only aspiration is to save enough money to become an archhuman. His dream gets the jump on him when he barely survives a near-death encounter and finds himself with 1% Lifesteal, a bizarre talent with numerous contradictions and just as many uses. With every dead enemy, he becomes a bit stronger, a little wiser, and a lot more ruthless. And no matter how much damage he takes, he can always put himself back together. Physically, at least. But on his path to power, after having to look at the rotting guts of archhuman society again and again, can his talent keep his mind and soul as pristine as his body? Or will that part of him simply remain broken?