The Failed Swordsman Who Became the Strongest After Spamming the 100 Million Years Button - Chapter 404 - Country of Sakura, Cherin and the Seven Holy Swords [174]

Orodan was an orphaned street rat who clawed his way to the county militia with hard work. However calamitous events unfold and draw him into events bigger than himself and Orodan's battle-loving disposition leads to a warrior's death for him. Only for him to wake up again on the day of.In a world of skills, titles and blessings; a smart time looper would perhaps scheme, plan, amass equipment and allies. But not Orodan. If there's one thing he's good at it's stubbornly trying the same thing over and over again via brute force till it's done.If a wall is in front, going around is not an option. Instead batter it with your head thousands of times till either the wall breaks or you do. And gain skill levels along the way

You take up a student career.

Student career upgrade to lv.7

Acquired skills: primary school knowledge, junior high school knowledge, high school knowledge.

You take the college entrance examination,

You got a perfect score.

Your basic occupation has been upgraded to lv.9, and the job transfer system has been activated.

You change jobs to become a scientist, you gain R&D skills

You use research and development skills to get space fortress construction technology

You use R&D skills to gain starship technology.

You are invincible.

- Description from novelbuddy

Evan crossed over, but he wasn’t worried at all… because he had the character template from the mobile game and five devil fruits obtained from a lottery draw with him.

[Longevity + Discipleship + No Female Lead + Lighthearted Humor with No Tragic Moments]When his master picks food, he spins the table there;When his master chants spells, he chats without a care;When his master takes rest, he sings a lively song;When his master lies late, he bangs the pot along;His master lives on long, but his life is rather short;His master lays him down on the hillside, as a sort;His master lifts a cup, but he won’t take a drink;His master shares a tale, but he won’t stop to think;His master holds a feast, but he leaves the table wide;His master calls his soul, but he’s nowhere to abide.Spring returns to the hills, with blooms so bright and fair,Yet master and disciple are parted, one in heaven, one elsewhere.