MTL - The Luck Child is Fascinated By Me - Chapter 13 Extra 2 [End]

The world had started doomsday, and I struggled for a year, before I died under an enchanted beast’s claw. Heaven has given me another chance, back a day before the end happen. Will I be able to change my fate, and that of my loved ones? Now, I will start my journey on becoming the strongest on the planet that the Gods have changed into a game world.

Once through the pirates, Lu En became the son of Monkey d Dragon, a grandfather named Monkey d Karp, and an unreliable and neurotic younger brother named Luffy.

Fortunately, the ghost back system is activated!

The completion of the ghost back is 10%, and the training effect is increased by 100 times!

The completion of the ghost back is 20%, and the training effect is increased by 1000 times!

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One day, Lu En, a ghost-backed master, appeared in front of Luffy who was shouting to go to sea, and made Luffy cry on the spot.

Luffy: “The pirates in the sea are all monsters like my brother? I don’t want to go out to sea!”

Garp: “For a long time, the two boys, Long and Luffy, with small arms and calves, I really doubt that they are not my sons and grandsons. Like Lu En, they are the grandsons of the old man!”

Warring States: “The strongest creature in the sea, land and air is Kaido? No, it’s Lu En!”

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