Apocalyptic Era: Starting from picking up a Bishoujo - Chapter 5 - 4 Picking Up Doomsday Girl 4

In the year 2057, the world has become a corporate-run utopia for the super-rich, and a hellhole for all the rest. Catherine 'Cat' Leblanc is an orphan that is about as far from super-rich as one can be. When the Incursion alarms start blaring and the sky starts raining hungry xenos, it's just another blemish on an already piss-poor afternoon. A cyberpunk magical-girl alien-invasion LitRPG.It’s exactly as wild as it sounds.

There is no battle qi or magic here, only the royal beasts that have multiplied to the peak!

After time travel, Chen Mo awakened the talent of the entry training manual. After completing the challenges, he could endow spirit beasts or himself with various entries, so unscientific spirit beasts were born in his hands.

[Bronze wall and iron wall · Indestructible · Rough skin and thick flesh · Best meat shield · Yuan

A super-meat fox that is immune to…]

[Soul Singer·Actor·Popular Idol·Elegant…] Soul Diva.

[Master of fishing, master of throwing pots, clown, hard-mouthed…] the apostle of misfortune.

Ghost Assassin, Lurker, Son of Light, Fengshen Beloved, Phoenix, Emperor Ou…

【No Heroine】【Not Dark】

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- Description from novelbuddy

The story is about a boy entering high school, who answers a strange call from a public phone one night. The caller challenges him to a bet: She’ll remove the birthmark which he sees as the cause of so many problems, and he’ll have fifty days to win the heart of a girl he’d considered far beyond his reach. And with this, a very strange summer begins.

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”