I'll Smash Everything with Passive Skills - Chapter 88: 0. Gunther’s Melancholy (2)

In this world, Planet Earth had undergone great changes and humanity is faced with extreme danger. Luckily, humans have something called the Heaven Dao software.

The Mayan ceremonial dagger had an inscription in the ancient language that read: “Offer thy heart”. It's obviously an instruction left by the past inhabitants of this forgotten place, but who would be stupid enough to stab himself in the heart with a rusty old knife found inside a tombstone?After activating my battery pack the dagger shimmers brightly in a cyan light, the creatures are coming, I can hear their steps.

{Information revealed!} {These are the benefits!!} {Do you wish to steal its skills and powers?} “What the hell is this?! What am I seeing?” A Kid was flabbergasted seeing all the information about anything he set his eyes on, from beasts, Plants, and even Nonliving things. {Do you wish to steal the artifact’s Ability?} The 1-year-old child who looks like a 10 years old smiled; “I don’t know what this is, but that didn’t mean I can’t utilize it... With these Eyes... I’ll be the youngest Emperor in the whole three Continents!!” ____________ Aaron was a 30 years old man, who had gotten reincarnated four times... He made sure to be the strongest in each lifetime... A General. A President. The Young Master Of a powerful family, Who Engraved his name on everyone’s minds. A Renowned Scientist, who created the first Youth preserving drug. _______ Such a Man got Reincarnated to his fifth Lifetime As The Cursed Child, The bringer of Death and Destruction. “Can you believe that?!” _____ Will Aaron Use his past experience and show the world his strength, or be The Cursed Child everyone is so terrified of? Let’s find out.

Hello, everyone. My name is Shen JianGuo. I’m a night school teacher. I mainly teach the subjects of (Marxist) philosophy and ethics. I occasionally review new policies and measures for the students. I never see my colleagues and students during the day. The training institute classrooms are all abandoned schools, hospitals, or houses. The bus number is 444 and it always appears in front of my door at 12 midnight and disappears before 5am.

What? You say I met a ghost? Impossible. As a staunch scientific materialist, I don’t believe ghosts exist in this world.

But recently I’ve had an issue to raise. Can the training institute bring the class time up a little bit? Wouldn’t it be good to start around 8pm? Though I fear nothing on earth or in the heavens, I’m afraid of going bald.

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