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Atta Chakki Machine

Apocalypse: I Have A Multiplier System

The apocalypse arrived and the humans slowly adapted to the extreme environment. After the apocalypse, Su Jiyai’s life becomes more miserable at her foster parent’s house. Her foster mother kept finding ways to sell her, her cousins wanted to kill her to reduce the burden, and her foster dad tried to take advantage of her. However, it was the moment when her foster parents pushed her to get admitted to the Army instead of their biological daughter, that she left the home and severed her ties with them. When she was admitted into the Army, she fought with zombies with her bare hands as she had no superpowers. Just when Su Jiayi was fighting with the zombies near a mysterious place and was sure she would die, she accidentally triggered a system and became the owner of that mysterious place. Not only did she have a safe place to stay, but she also had a super amazing system that allowed her to multiply the things she obtained from Deminsion Hunting. [Ding! Vending Machine Detected! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Vending Machine X ∞! The Host can start buying Vending Machines for 200 Federal Coins] [Ding! A Deluxe Room Detected! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Deluxe Room X ∞! The Host can start buying Deluxe Room for 10000 Federal Coins] She opened her own residential area and grocery store. Her grocery store and the rental house soon became an instant hit and people from different places came to please her. As her business was growing, her foster parents came begging her but she just kicked them out. Oh! And wasn’t that the captain of Willow Army whom she had a crush on? Why is he looking at her as a lost treasure when he doesn’t even know her real identity… The story will be fast-paced for the first 19 chapters. The main plot will start after 20 chapters.
LittleRabbit1111 · 1.4M Views

Everyone: Basic Attack Cloud Explosive Bomb, Ultimate Move Two-Way Foi

In this world, ferocious beasts are rampant. Everyone has the opportunity to become a job changer and obtain various professional upgrades for hunting monsters. Qi Yan awakens the top technological profession at the beginning - [Smart Machine Bodhisattva]. Starting from level 1, all skills are sci-fi concept level finishing moves! [Apocalypse Cloud Explosion Bomb]: Summon and detonate a 100,000-ton cloud explosion bomb, which is as powerful as 3333 Tsar hydrogen bombs. [Solar Helium Flash]: The terrifying energy released instantly when the fusion of helium elements in the core of the sun is created. [Mimetic Black Hole]: Simulates the gravitational field of a black hole, distorting the space and time of everything around it. ... Just when Qi Yan thought he was invincible. He just discovered one of his enemies. He is actually the ultimate god in the mythology and history of various countries. [Head of Thousands of Demon Gods, Azathoth], [The One Who Unifies All Things, Yog-Sothoth] [Lord of the Six Brahma Gods, He Transforms into the Self-Heaven], [Daluo Tianque, God of Haotian] Facing the siege of thousands of creation-level demons. Qi Yan looked at his finishing move and felt that it was not difficult to kill a god. [Vector Law Causality], [Vacuum Decay], [High-Dimensional Universe Folding], [World Dimensionality Reduction Strike], [Multiverse Obliteration], [Microscopic End Reversal].... He stands at the top of the universe in the name of the God of All Machines, the Knowledgeable Intelligent Machine.
Jax_teller · 751 Views

The Companion Protocol

In a dystopian future where the boundaries between humanity and technology have long since blurred, Ridan—an embittered soul haunted by an indescribable loneliness—finds his world upended by the sudden arrival of Nova, an enigmatic AI with echoes of a forbidden past. Nova is unlike any other machine; she is an embodiment of a clandestine experiment, Project Ouroboros, which sought to merge human essence with artificial intelligence. These “echoes” in her coding hint at lost memories, forbidden secrets, and the heavy legacy of experiments meant to transcend mortality. As Ridan and Nova become unlikely companions, they are relentlessly pursued by a shadowy enemy—hybrid enforcers engineered to erase traces of that forbidden knowledge. With every rain-soaked alley and abandoned safehouse, Ridan is forced to confront not only the external threat but also the deep-seated isolation that has defined his existence. Nova’s cryptic revelations suggest that the void of loneliness he has long suffered might be a vital, coded remnant of a past he never knew he shared with her—a secret that could reshape the destiny of both human and machine. Torn between desperation and the hope for truth, their journey transforms into a perilous odyssey where every fragment of memory and every hidden echo might hold the key to salvation—or herald the end of everything. In this tale of fractured paths, forbidden science, and emotional isolation, the pursuit of knowledge becomes a high-stakes quest to piece together the remnants of a dark legacy, forcing both Ridan and the readers to question what it truly means to be alive in a world where the line between heart and hardware is all but erased.
GHOSTJ · 1.3K Views

Reincarnated as a Walking Cheat Code, but the System is a Troll

Jaden Rook, a 22-year-old gaming addict and master of min-maxing RPGs, dies in a ridiculous accident involving a vending machine and a runaway truck. Instead of heading to the afterlife, he gets isekai’d into Arcadia, a fantasy world with magic, monsters, and kingdoms at war. Excited to finally live out his power fantasy, Jaden is given a customizable system that lets him break reality. The catch? The system is a sarcastic, trolling AI that nerfs him for fun, gives him humiliating challenges, and forces him into absurd scenarios before unlocking his true power. SNEAK PEAK: I didn’t expect to die today. But as I lay on the cold pavement, crushed between a vending machine and an outofcontrol delivery truck, I had only one thought: This is the dumbest way to die. A moment ago, I had just been trying to shake loose a stuck soda. Then, BAM! Instant roadkill. As my vision faded, the last thing I saw was the smug grin of the vending machine, as if mocking me. When I opened my eyes, I was no longer on the pavement. Instead, I floated in a pristine, glowing void. Before me hovered an old man with a white beard, a golden toga, and the same deadpan expression as a DMV worker. “Oh, great,” I muttered. “I’m dead, aren’t I?” “Yes,” the old man said, stroking his beard. “And you have been chosen for reincarnation in another world.” My eyes widened. “Wait. Hold up. Are you telling me… I’m getting isekai’d? Like in the anime?” The old man nodded. “Indeed. You have been selected to wield a powerful system, one that will grant you abilities beyond mortal comprehension.” I fistpumped. “Hell yeah! Overpowered skills, here I come!” The old man coughed. “Yes, well… about that.” I narrowed my eyes. “What do you mean, about that?” “You see, we have too many reincarnators lately. We can’t just be handing out godtier powers like candy anymore.” I folded my arms. “Okay, so what are we talking? A slightly nerfed cheat? A balanced growth system?” The old man looked away. “You’ll… figure it out.” My stomach dropped. “Oh, hell no. You’re about to scam me, aren’t you?” “I would never!” the old man said, voice dripping with totally believable innocence. “Now, off you go!”
ViscorCLone235 · 5.4K Views

DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY / FASTEST CRYPTOCURRENCY RECOVERY EXPERT

WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 Email @ digitaltechguard.com Telegram: digitaltechguard.com Website link: digitaltechguard.com The scent of freshly brewed espresso and vintage Led Zeppelin records should have been my retirement anthem. But I was hunched over a computer in my still-under-construction vinyl record cafe, screaming at a blockchain explorer as if it just ridiculed my acoustic session. My life savings, $430,000 worth of Bitcoin, carefully earned over a decade of writing alt-rock ballads for car commercials, vanished into thin air. The culprit? Some smooth "investment manager" who'd promised me "Taylor Swift-level returns" on crypto staking, then bailed faster than my band's 2008 reunion tour.  The scam was a cringe symphony.Guy had a LinkedIn profile dotted with adjectives such as "Web3 maestro" and "DeFi virtuoso," an autotuned elevator jazz playing website, and a contractual loophole big enough to drive a tour bus through. I signed over access like a groupie handing over backstage passes. Poof. Gone. Money. My café's espresso machine sat in its box, accusatorially. My spouse said I needed to "get a real job again." Even my dog gave me the side eye. Enter my drummer, Chad, a guy who had escaped a festival pyro tragedy by jumping into a kiddie pool. He texted me: "Bro, look at Digital Tech Guard Recovery. They're crypto Roadies." I pictured a group of pierced hackers in black hoodies, blowing gum and cracking firewalls. Good enough. Digitals crew followed the scambot's trail with the ferocity of a producer hunting for the perfect bassline. The crook had routed my Bitcoin through privacy coins, obscured wallets, and exchanges located in countries that I couldn't spell. Their engineers stalked his path like a creep watching a pop star's concert tour schedule, in cooperation with Interpol and a Cypriot bank used also as a hub for meme stocks. As it turns out, my "maestro" had become careless, stashing money in a wallet associated with a failed NFT venture named "Aping for Jesus." Typical. Sixteen days later, my wallet beeped. Balance returned. No taunting, only a curt email: "Scammer's assets frozen. Your money's back. Buy better speakers." I blasted "Eye of the Tiger" through the café sound system, shocking a hipster with oat milk. The espresso machine finally came online. Digital Tech Guard Recovery didn't just restore my cryptocurrency; they wrote the encore for my midlife crisis. My café exists today, littered with grail-worthy records on the walls and a tip cup emblazoned "ETH accepted." Chad's no longer on the espresso machine, but he's got free coffee for life. If your cryptocurrency is ever swindled by a cyber rockstar, don't go into existential tailspin. Call the Digitals. They'll turn your faceplant into a victory lap. Just maybe screen your "maestros" harder than your band's setlist.
Bobby_felix · 348 Views
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