Birthing Legends: My Womb Creates SSS Monsters - Chapter 35: Super Rare Spawn.

Lady Bertia, who’s become my fiancée, is a bit odd. On our first meeting, she proclaimed herself a villainess noble girl who’s been reincarnated and said that she’s working hard every day to become a splendid flower of evil that’s elegantly put in her place.

I don’t get it.

But she entertains me because I don’t understand.

That’s why I think I’ll observe her for a while.

This is a story of a crown prince who’s so talented and handsome that he’s grown bored of his easy-mode life. A story of this prince observing a self-proclaimed villainess noble girl (who seems perfect at first but is a bit off) who’s become his fiancée as she snatches flags and breaks them into pieces.

Way, way, and very way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals.And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army.Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too.My Talent's Name Was Generator.Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like.So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me?Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back.I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls.

This novel features: Bloodlines, multiple races, world-hopping, cultivation, magic, contracted beasts, kingdom-building, and brutal wars.Sollivan, a young man in his early twenties, miraculously survived the complete annihilation of his family—but at a terrible cost. Bound to a wheelchair, he is unable to live a normal life like his peers. Worse still, he lost all his cultivation, becoming nothing more than a powerless mortal in a world ruled by absolute strength.But fate had other plans...By sheer chance, he acquires a mysterious black book—one that grants him the ability to travel to another world, a realm governed by entirely different laws, where power is determined by strange bloodlines and overwhelming physical might. A world ruled by a superior race that looks down on weak humans.Trapped between two worlds, Sollivan finds himself entangled in sinister plots and terrifying secrets beyond human comprehension. Yet, the cunning young man who rose from the ruins of his tragic past sees this as an opportunity to reclaim his shattered destiny. As he pursues power and vengeance, he struggles to hold onto his humanity, which both worlds seem determined to strip away, forcing him to confront the fragility of his own soul.But can he manipulate both worlds to his advantage, or will his ambition lead him to ruin? In a reality where only the strongest survive…

Terrorized by the Seed Crystal Virus outbreak, the dimension where Stein was created had its civilization destroyed. Once a world developed with technology as its core, now it was just a wilderness with remnants of tech that’s inedible.

Unknown if it was a call of good or bad luck, Zhang Qin Feng was chosen as the one to bring life back to this lawless, desolated place.

What can he do?

How can it be done?

For what purposes?

Is it worth risking his life for?

There’s no one to answer Zhang Qin Feng, as he was the only one with such a privilege. But he knew... That everything came with a price.

“STEIN, Inventory!” Zhang Qin Feng grabbed the Phalanx X-02 that took four inventory spaces from his Dimensional Storage. Holding the pistol with both of his hands, he fired a shot accurately at one of the incoming zombie's head.