Marvel : I'm in Westview Town - Chapter 129 : Stephen’s Worries!

Life was hell for Ace. Stuck with parents who showered love on his little brother while treating him like garbage, his only escape was university. Then, they crossed the final line: they kicked him out with nothing.Homeless and desperate, wandering the streets with no hope, Ace hears a voice in his head: “System Initializing.” Suddenly, his life isn't just about survival. Mysterious tasks appear, offering rewards – cash, skills, opportunities. This is his shot.Armed only with grit and a mysterious interface granting him a path to power, Ace vows to turn his rags into riches. He'll build an empire from the gutter, prove his worth, and make those who threw him away regret it. But can the System truly rewrite a destiny written in pain? Follow Ace's rise from unwanted son to self-made titan.

Reborn Holy Soul Village, nicknamed Aman, the eighteenth generation of ancestors innate soul power zero, awakened third-level green hatchet, no soul ring, no soul skills, fights rely on flat cuts, if you feel uncomfortable, come and cut me.

Also known as “I was born a commoner, a rich family daughter fell in love with me” “This person clearly wastes martial arts…

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Others transmigrate to the world of cultivation, with a Golden Finger all the way till the end;Jiang Tang, however, gets slapped by reality until he becomes reclusive.After honestly farming for three years, Jiang Tang suddenly discovers that he now has a Spirit Field Space, and the Spirit Field is actually producing rare Spirit Grass, Spiritual Medicine, martial arts manuals, and even ancient treasures that had vanished long ago!Thus, Jiang Tang also gains his own Golden Finger.Years later, Jiang Tang accidentally cultivates himself into an All-Around master and ascends, teary-eyed, he exclaims—“Transmigration has been fair to me, the Golden Finger comes of its own accord.”

I was just your average burnout. Now I’m a kobold in a dungeon where everything wants to eat me—and frankly, I get it. I look delicious.Reincarnated as the weakest possible monster in the worst possible place, I start with nothing but panic, backward knees, and a skill called Civilization Mimicry—which is sealed. Because of course it is.But survival isn't the story.This is the story of what comes after.Of finding meaning in the scraps. Of building law from ashes. Of kindling memory in a place designed to erase.Because even if the world sees kobolds as nothing, I’ve seen what we used to be.And I’m going to bring it back.Firelight by firelight. Burial by burial. One fragile tradition at a time.Because if the world wants kobolds to be nothing?Then I’ll teach it what nothing becomes when it learns to dream.