MTL - Super Dragon Cultivation System - Chapter 2331 A halberd splits the first mountain

On a harsh rainy day, a high school student without any particular special skills, Usato Ken, got dragged into another world summoning with two others; a good-looking guy and a beautiful girl, both of whom he strangely started getting along with just today. As an especially talentless individual that didn’t stand out, he thought that the others would treat him like he was useless. However, they were unexpectedly kind.———“Maybe things will be fine?”Usato who found hope in another world thought that, but the reality was different. He had a certain magic talent hidden within him and he was forced to fall into hell under the name of “training”.

“I prepared for this day. So you have to understand.” The strongest player, Lee Suhyuk, is betrayed by a trusted friend during a tower raid. As a result, he lost all his comrades and met his death. However, for some reason, he woke up 20 years later. “The same approach won’t work.” Faster. Stronger. To achieve that, he needed points. Suhyuk decides how to earn points early on. “Cosplaying as Lee Suhyuk is trending?” 20 years have passed, and Lee Suhyuk has become a legend. He didn’t know much about streaming, but if it’s imitating Lee Suhyuk, he was confident. After all, he is Lee Suhyuk. [‘Lee Suhyeok’ has started streaming.]

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.