MTL - Fantasy Family Simulator - Chapter 54 The Fisherman's Profit (Ask for a monthly ticket, recommended ticket)

In the class where everyone awakened to Class A, Rosen was violently attacked online for awakening to a Class D hero template.Fortunately, the awakened Class D template is a 'growth' template rarely seen in a thousand years.So what if others have a strong S-level template, they only have one skill for life, while I can use my Class D 'transform' skill on par with you!Not to mention upgrading from D to C, where I can awaken new skills, and the new skills are even more powerful!Continuously leveling up, awakening more skills.And as the level increases, the form also changes, evolving into monsters similar to those in 'Classic of Mountains and Seas'!......The class teacher and the principal, not recognizing talent like Mount Tai, persuaded Rosen to drop out. Rosen could only work at the crematorium to earn currency to buy Awakening Stones, temporarily enduring for a month.Coincidentally, other forces ran rampant, killing their classmates who awakened to Class A and Class S.Thus, Rosen discovered several familiar corpses appearing in the crematorium...Facing the corpses of those who bullied him while they were alive, Rosen chose...

A phoenix is a creature of legends, a wonder of the world, an imagery of life and destruction. This fabled creature signifies the rise of a hero in a virtual world where battles occur for the sake of honor and glory!

As 21 years old Noah closes his eyes for what he thinks will be eternity, he wakes up in the body of a girl 7 years younger than him.Vasilisa, as she is known, is hated and mistreated by the people around her because of the Muddy Tongue curse which not only impedes her speech, but makes her magic unstable.This effectively makes her the harder than hard mode when it comes to reincarnation, and, of course, fate made her his “avatar” in this new world full of mechanics he only ever saw in video games.Despite this, Noah as decided…Whether as Vasilisa or himself, this time he will find a way to exist for the world.

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”