Bored Gamer in Other Worlds-Chapter 1000 Curve Ball

Shen Miao answered and the rest was history. Our op protagonist and conquered the entire cultivation world in time.

There was really no suspense to this eventuality.

As a change though, Clark used his disciples pretty well and they spearheaded the charge into unraveling all domains one by one.

Eons past and a sea of kneeling people lay in all directions.

"It is done. Take me away, partner." Our bored gamer closed his away and before long, both his consciousness and figure disappeared from this present reality.

"DING!"

"Power Systems Conquered: 47/50." A new adventure was soon to come.

* * *

"Hey, dickhead! Move out of the way!"

"You’re ruining the great view for us!"

"Move your fat a*ss away right now!" These hurtful words were thrown carelessly at a single young man. He was probably more than six feet tall but was built like a tank and not in a good way.

The extra flesh that burdened his body punished his soul more because of the daily consequences he received from them.

In fact, he could not count how many names he had been forcefully given in time.

butterball

chubster

chunker

chunky monkey

elephant and pig in one body

fat

fatard

fatfuck

fatso

fattie

fatty

fatass

fatshiiit

hambeast

hamplanet

landwhale

lardass

lardbucket

fat f*uck

lardo

oinker

obeast

pudge

porker

salad dodger

swagbelly

thunder thighs

tubbo

tub of guts

tub of lard

twinkie

and many more others. He wanted to forget but these painful words seemed to haunt him even in his sleep. There was no escape whatsoever.

"SIGH!"

"Just another day in school." The fat boy muttered to himself as he dragged his big body out of the way. He held his head down and took solace at the only thing that hugged his body with no disgust.

His backpack that was filled with books and xianxia comics that helped him escape from this sad reality. He did not want to be fat but food just felt so tasty in his mouth. It was never his fault at all.

Or so this boy argued within him. If there was ever a place where he could do anything and not suffer any cost whatsoever then he would have given everything to achieve that.

Alas, the world did not work in that manner. Not for anyone. Much less this lonely fatty amidst 7 billion souls. And so the fat kid walked towards home with a bleak past, present, and future for himself.

He took another long desolate breath and looked at the coming night in the horizon. It was then that he noticed something strange.

"Kid! Look out!" The fat boy screamed his lungs out towards an unsuspecting little girl in the middle of the road.

A striking screech of burning brakes was heard but everyone in the scene knew that that would never be enough to avoid the inevitable.

"Deym." The fat boy cursed and ran to the fastest speed he had ever done in his life. It did not need telling that he was really not thinking things clearly at this time.

It was simply his mere impulse to help. And help he did in time.

"BANG!" A huge truck has cut short one sad boy’s life in the end. The fat boy had no regrets since he saved a life that has more promise than he could ever hope to achieve.

Or so that fat kid thought at that time. Never in his wildest dreams would he imagine that he would take on the grandest adventure ever conceived in the universe. A journey in the land of Immortals.

* * *

"What’s happening?"

"Why do I feel so good?" A handsome young man about 18 years old wondered inside. He wanted to speak these words out but there was a pair of soft things that lay plastered on his mouth.

This thing moved with wanted alacrity and skill and the event continued to get hot with every passing breath.

When the handsome young man finally regained his faculties, it was already too late for any regrets whatsoever. The sexy deed has already been done.

"F*uck me! I can’t believe I did all that!"

"No... it was then who did it to me."

"All I have ever done was lay down and enjoy the feast."

"Still, I should have resisted more. I could not believe that my first time would be on s.." The handsome young man could not finish his words as a flood of extreme agony assailed all his senses.

He tried to shout for help but all he could ever do at this time was croak like a dying frog in the midst of torture. It was definitely not a pleasant image at all.

"Bai Xiaochun."

"Bright Moon City."

"Crystal Rain Sect." The handsome young man siphoned almost 2 dozen years of memories into his brain. It did not take him long to realize a very important aspect of what happened to him.

"I have transmigrated into a xianxia world!"

"But I am a waste cultivator!" The handsome young man shouted in alarm. He never thought that truck-kun would hit him so hard that he would be able to be reborn in an alien and dangerous world.

"I’m f*ucked." He said aloud. One should know that a cultivation world was a million times more dangerous than his previous one.

Although in earth he had his share of hundreds of bullies but those would never slap him to meat paste should he say or do anything that they did not like.

This xianxia world however was full of evil psychopaths. The handsome young man wanted to cry but he had no tears to show for his feelings.

One should know that he was absolutely dried to the fullest at this time. This was a normal consequence for having a war on the bed with 5 beauties at once.

Even the greatest of men would get dehydrated at the end of all those erotic rounds.

"I don’t think that fate would be so cruel to me."

"My first life I was a fatty. The second a waste." The handsome young man lamented some more. He wanted to sleep and that was exactly what happened next.