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Lord Simulator: My Slime Village Starts With SSS-rank Monthly Rules!

What if you died and transmigrated to a world ruled by Lords? What if you became a Lord but only had a weak FFF-rank Slime Village as your starting territory? Even your neighboring Lord has an FF-rank Goblin Village stronger than yours! Augustus Valemont woke up and saw slimes in his village, encountering such a situation. Fortunately, he awakened not one but two SSS-rank Talents, namely SSS-rank Monthly Rules and SSS-rank Lord Simulator! When he used SSS-rank Lord Simulator: -Ding! [You awakened and discovered that you are the Lord of an FFF-rank Slime Village.] [Two days later, your village was raided by goblins, and your slimes were killed. The enemy lord killed you.] [You died.] When he used the SSS-rank Monthly Rules to turn things around: -Ding! [Drawing five monthly rules...] [Wise Slime Sage (Gold): At the start of each month, a random slime in your village will awaken the SS-rank Wise Sage talent. With the SS-rank Wise Sage talent, that slime has infinite potential for evolution!] [Drunkard (White): Your villagers...] Without any hesitation, Augustus chose Wise Slime Sage (Gold) and applied the Monthly Rule to his territory. Using the Lord Simulator again: [After you obtained the gold-grade rule Wise Slime Sage, a slime named “Limloo” awakened the SS-rank Wise Sage talent.] [Two days later, the neighboring FF-rank Goblin Village sent goblins to raid your village.] [Faced with the goblin raid, Limloo adapted and learned Devour. Limloo devoured the goblins!]
MarvisWindesburg · 11.4K Views

Apocalypse Days: I Rule with Foresight and a Powerful Son

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late. I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan— “Mommy?” I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.” “Mommy!” I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?” He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world. My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?” I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside. I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game. Well, we may just survive this mess after all. Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes. I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival. For Leo and me. Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.
QuillMistress · 86.9K Views
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