Starting as a Class Five Mutant - Chapter 501

The daughter of the Su family who has been missing for more than ten years has been found!

It is said that this daughter is a bum who doesn’t understand anything…

The owner of a luxury store of an international brand: The royal designer of a luxury brand, you say she doesn’t understand anything?

Some people say that she is an illiterate female who has not attended school for a day…

Retired professor of a university: My favorite student is illiterate? ! What are you? Is it rubbish?

At the banquet, Shao Pei put his arms around the shy person in his arms and said to everyone: My family Xixi is gentle and soft-hearted, don’t bully her.

A certain rich second generation who was maimed by her and was still lying in the hospital: … Pei Shao, you may have misunderstood the word gentleness.

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After all the things that he had done in his life, Alex realized that it was already his time to die.

The Heavenly Demon, Baek Jung-hyuk, woke up as the eldest son of the Dmitry family.

He was known as the fool of the Dmitry family. He was trampled on by the second son. What people thought of him didn’t matter.

The Heavenly Demon. No, Roman Dmitry, cannot live a normal life.

“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?”