I’m Actually a Cultivation Bigshot - Chapter 925 - Protecting the Last Clean Soil

Facing extinction, humanity seeks salvation in the Astral Verge, a dangerous dimension accessed via portals that threatened to wipe out the entire planet.Few years later, aspiring recruit Daniel Vance enters the Verge for his final assessment, hoping to Awaken a Talent and secure his future. While others gain common abilities, Daniel secretly Awakens the mythical SSS-Grade Talent: [Soul Assimilation]. This allows him to absorb essence, enhancing gear, gaining stats and EXP from slain creatures, and crucially, absorbing attributes and skills from fallen Awakened.Witnessing the swift death of the arrogant Jaxon Rex, Daniel makes a grim choice: he assimilates Jaxon, gaining his first skill, [Kinetic Pulse]. This sets his path: scavenging the aftermath of others’ battles. He enhances gear and, after achieving his first kill on an injured beast, waits patiently to assimilate two more fallen recruits, acquiring [Quick Step] and the invaluable passive [Aura Sense].Starting as average, Daniel rapidly gains power in secret, enhanced gear, multiple skills, and boosted stats , far exceeding his peers while remaining outwardly unremarkable. He navigates the lethal Verge alone, using its inherent dangers to fuel his growth, wrestling with the moral cost of his unique, overwhelming power.

The first princess of the Cristiane Empire, Evelyn de P la Cristiane was arrogant, willful and selfish. She always shouts at her maids and tortured them.She was abandoned by her mother since she was born in the Black Rose Palace, far away from the main palace. The reason was unknown to everyone.Everyone in the empire called her “The Abandoned Princess” “ The Unlucky Princess” “ The Powerless Princess”. She was the object of ridicule throughout the entire empire.But everything changes at the Black Rose Palace when Princess Evelyn has a stair accident. When she awoke a week later, the arrogant, willful and selfish princess seemed to have completely disappeared. She becomes silent, sighing frequently and becomes disinterested in everything.In fact, the princess is an infinite reincarnator who always forgets her previous memories after reincarnation and regained those memories after undergoing some form of stimulation.But this time, she realizes that she is actually being reincarnated in a reverse harem novel's world from thousands of years ago. And now the main story of the novel is finally starting but she doesn't care.But she started getting unwanted attention and interests of others. As first, she didn't care but later she starts getting a bit worried as the male leads start showing interest in her rather than the female lead.Heir to the Grand Duke, Captain of the Shadow Knights, Future Master of the Mage Tower, Prince of a Desert Kingdom, a mysterious wealthy merchant, The Prince of the Elves. Even some unexpected peoples.Evelyn: Logically, I am the ancestor of even your ancestor's ancestor. So, would you all please go away?. I'm already tired of this reincarnation thing. i don't want to be forced to remember anyone's name now.

Born of a great family, world shaking genius.

I am Racist.…I mean, my name is Racis T.I was a stand-up comedian. The flop kind. The type who only got laughs when someone else was roasting him.One night, I was doing a gig at a shady, run-down bar—the kind where tattooed bikers drink motor oil for breakfast. I went in with my usual dark humor, but my jokes were getting the same reaction as my dating profile: complete silence.That didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was already starving to death. So I did what any committed comedian would—I went darker.Turns out, one of my jokes (or all of them?) triggered a guy so hard that he pulled a trigger. Headshot. Instant death.But hey, look at this: A guy got triggered, so he pulled the trigger. That’s wordplay. But who cares? I’m dead anyway.All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing, and maybe a few girls swooning over my wit. I never cared about money. The millions I’d have made would have gone to charity—specifically, 0.001% of it. See? I’m generous like that.Anyway, death is death. My story should’ve ended there.But… if there is an afterlife, I had a simple wish: become a successful comedian, find a loving wife, and have just enough money to afford three meals a day… and maybe a humble little private yacht. Or a jet. But that’s it. Because, like I said, I don’t care about money.Unfortunately, wishes don’t work that way.Because, well—there was an afterlife.And it was absolutely not what I wished for.