Apocalypse - Evil Shelter System - Chapter 309: Creating a Female Superhuman Team

I tried to establish the Tokugawa Shogunate in another world.With the knowledge of the ruler of the country, the young Ieyasu unifies another world!?Has the era of Ieyasu the old fox already over!?This is the story of the super-cheat young Ieyasu and the naïve elf princess unifying another world!Tokugawa Ieyasu, the ruler of the country.He thought he would die a regretful death after eating tempura, but he suddenly found himself reincarnated in an unknown world with a 20-year-old body!?Moreover, after saving the elf princess, Seraphina, from a human thug, he is appointed as the general of the “Edda Forest”, which is on the verge of destruction.He is a coward and a thrifty person, who think that he can simply waits until his enemy dead before fighting.Ieyasu’s mind is not like a hero, and because of coward’s disposition, he begin to gather useful people in the “Edda Forest”.The cheapstake dark elves are are being made to raise funds.The dwarves, who dig holes all the time, are tasked with flood control work and building secret paths.On top of that, he even employs a family of assassins to control information.Ieyasu is reforming the “Edda Forest” to be like the Tokugawa Shogunate, butーー

I transmigrated into the world of an urban novel.Bai Zhou couldn’t help but complain: “Why is it that other people either become the protagonist or the big villain, and I end up as a small lackey under a villain?”However, Bai Zhou soon realized that the feeling of “bullying others by relying on power” was actually quite enjoyable. Even if someone sought revenge, it would all fall on his “boss.”How comfortable is that?So, Bai Zhou decided to continue down the path of “bullying others by relying on power.”But soon, things started to spiral out of control:“Sister-in-law … does big bro know you’re doing this? I’m just a driver!”“No, big bro, you’re my big bro! Can you stand up and talk? Stop kneeling!”“Oh man, old master, you’re the local emperor of Shanghai! Why are you offering tribute to me?!”

A chilling air swept across the desert as a figure in a black cloak and obsidian crown walked toward the advancing army of House Elyria.With a raise of his hand, the sun turned black, plunging the battlefield into darkness. The wind ripped away the sand, revealing an ocean of skulls, and from it, thousands of undead surged, surrounding the army.Blood spilled, and with each death, the army grew—undead rising even before their bodies hit the ground. The figure stepped onto the shoulder of a massive giant, its molten eyes burning as it crushed entire squads with a single swing.As the black sun set, only the general remained. Kneeling, he glared.“You think this will go unanswered? House Elyria is one of the strongest forces on the continent!”The figure smirked. “Your House will answer soon enough. I’ll be visiting it tonight.”With a wave, the undead surged, swallowing him whole.--After his death in an accident, Roye awakens in the midst of a dark sacrificial ritual, surrounded by hundreds of lifeless corpses inside the body of Roye Valdrin—a disowned noble, the forgotten younger brother of a ruthless villainess, and the discarded ex-fiancé of a destined heroine.Worse yet, he has transmigrated into the world of Valoria, a dark fantasy realm where humanity began reclaiming its place on the surface only eight hundred years ago, after living underground for millennia with no idea why they were forced to hide in the first place.A world where gods and ancient emperors still influence the living from their graves.A world where politics run amok.A world where evil hearts and questionable morality lurk beneath a beautiful facade.Could he even survive in such a brutal world?Core Bloodline Acquired—Special Inheritance Gained: Apostle of Death.(Rank- Unknown)Roye doesn’t know if he will survive, but he knows one thing: he’ll do whatever it takes. Messing with the plot, killing main characters—nothing is off-limits.If the world wants to destroy him, he’ll burn it down first.

Intelligence without ambition is like a bird without wings.