I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 3 - Strengthen

The story is stubbed. Some of its chapters are only available over on Kindle Unlimited. You can read up to chapter 4 for free here, including any chapters beyond the books I've published. Link to Amazon.“Survival of the fittest is easier said than done...why couldn't I have been reborn a bit bigger, huh?”If waking up in a new world wasn't bad enough, an idealistic teen starts her new life as a newborn dragon not by being embraced by a loving family, but having to escape two hungry kobolds wanting some grilled lizard for breakfast. Now, status screens obscure her vision in a hostile forest filled with vicious magical monsters, as two concerning Titles welcome her to her new life.Equipped with fragmented memories from her past life and the game-like mechanics of her new reality, the young dragon must face trials and tribulation, undeterred by the reaper's scythe inches from her neck. Despite her challenges, she is determined to find civilization. For nothing will stop her from fulfilling her one true desire: to become an Idol.Note: I am currently editing and rewriting my early chapters due to growing as an author over these two years. If you guys notice a sudden drop in writing quality or not a note that this chapter was edited, then please know that I haven't edited them yet. I am using you guys' feedback to grow, so thank you for your patience!

Lin Nuannuan never expected to transmigrate from a simple bath!

She could handle that, but why did she transmigrate into a world of Beastmen?

There are handsome Beastmen draped in animal hide everywhere. And all of them have their long legs exposed!

What? The tiger and white wolf wants to marry me!? NO! NO! NO!

Nothing good comes from a love that transcends species. Give up!

Xu Zong, who transmigrated into the world of Swallowing Starry Skies, had no chance to battle the Devouring Beasts. At this moment, Luo Feng was peeping underwater, Hong and Thunder God were in deep slumber, while the jumping clown wreaked havoc. Xu Zong had thought that he would rely on himself for his whole life, but unexpectedly, he accidentally joined a chat group. In the group, there were other Xu Zongs, each possessing different talents!Nine Cauldrons Xu Zong: With my unbeatable sliding shovel! Wait, there's a Sabertooth Tiger ahead. Watch me slide and shovel!Comprehensive Martial Arts Xu Zong: I have the War God's sound system! Please, Master Qiao and the God of Gambling, possess me!Heaven Concealing Xu Zong: When I shout, “XX, save me!” XX will be forcibly teleported in front of me to shield me from bullets!XX Xu Zong: Uh, mine is the Arcane Technique of Akalin...Devouring Xu Zong: Well said! But none of your talents are as awesome as mine! My cultivation has no bottlenecks!Various Xu Zongs: Boss! Can you share your Wi-Fi so we can share talents?................This is an unlimited flow story across different realms, involving fantasy, movies, martial arts, anime, and more. Enjoy it to the fullest!

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.