I Have a Treasure Trove - Chapter 545: "Beggar" Qin Yun

In the original world, Sasuke had a tragic life experience, his entire clan was wiped out, he was deceived by Itachi, brainwashed by Obito, and played with by applause, and everything was clearly arranged!On the spur of the moment, you will get a severe beating! In the end, he cut off his hand, carried everything on his back, and left Konoha alone. The Uchiha clan fell...After Getting Transmigrated As Uchiha Sasuke, Yah Let's Definitely Try To Avoid All Of This Shit....

The eldest daughter of the Yan family, Yan Jinyu, who has been missing for 16 years, has been found. She is brought back from an orphanage by her fiancé, the Second Master of the Yin family.

In a normal and average modern world where a prestigious academy nurtures elites in a certain field who are known as ”Supreme“ such as [Supreme Inventor], Allen Walker suffers from being called 'average'. Allen Walker can't accept why he has to be average when a few are fortunate to be born as either a genius or prodigy. After a week of self-loathing, when all of his hope was lost, a sound snap him back to reality, or is it insanity?

Ding!

[A suitable host has been found! Prodigy System at your service!]

Ding!

[Hello darling! Chuu~ Harem Protagonist System at your service! Or do you want my service in bed instead?]

Ding!

[A wild Anti-loner System has appeared!]

Ding!

[Fiction fanatic, praise thee and thou shalt be graced with the Multiverse Traveler System!]

Ding!

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Before Allen can even choose a system, another too familiar sound harassed his ears.

Ding!

[For achieving a thousand system requests which are a one in a decillion chance to occur, a Supreme Being was forced to use Divine Intervention.]

[Merging all of the thousand systems to create the most versatile and advanced system... Merging complete! Alternate Multiverse Chat Group System has been obtained!]

After accepting the Alternate Multiverse Chat Group System, Allen becomes a prodigy and the Chat Group's Admin and has no choice but to chat with beings from other universes.

Beings with suspicious, delusional, and eccentric names such as [I Love Mathematics], [Lolicon Shota Cultivator With Soul Fetish], [Sword Forge From Chaos], [Self-Proclaimed Genius Goblin Hero], [Reality's Bitch], [Time Manipulator Of The Apocalypse], and [Delusional Modern World Chuunibyou]

The chat group introduces Allen as [Supreme Order] as he chats with the otherworldly beings to find out the secret behind the Alternate Multiverse Chat Group.

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor.“System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!”Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt?“A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!”And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation.“You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!”Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters.“Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem.”“You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it.”“A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it.”And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement.“Why do you keep looking at me like that?” she huffed, crossing her arms.The panther grinned, his tail flicking. “Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed.”No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense.“If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize.”She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude.“If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war.”“If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats.”“You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield.”Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way?“What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!”But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations.Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, “You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?”Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, “You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that.”Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused,“You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind.”Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress.“If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade.”“I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch.”And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her.“A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now.”Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.