The Genius System Without Equal - Chapter 780: Take Him Out of Here

After waking up, Vincent finds that he has transmigrated to a parallel world where monsters roam, a world that's no longer ruled by science.In this place, body practitioners can lift 10,000 tons of oil wheels with one hand, and espers can summon wind, rain, thunder, and lightning—born to be strong. Beast tamers can tame powerful monsters that become their most loyal pets.Vincent, who is just an ordinary young man, has successfully activated the Super God of War System and awakens three S-Class Superpower at the start of everything, making him a top super genius!S-Class superpower [Rapid Training]: Body is constantly strengthening every second. Even sleeping can increase your strength by 5,000 kilograms!S-Class superpower [Hellfire]: Burn everything and destroy everything!S-Class superpower [Monster Affinity]: Can communicate with any monster and tame any monster easily!Vincent has strike gold![Ding! One-handed strength achieved 50,000 kg, life expectancy increased by 300 years!][Ding! Instakilled giant monster, Nine-Headed Sea Serpent, obtaining S-grade equipment, Crimson Flame Divine Sword!][Ding! Tamed S-class monster, Storm Dragon King, obtaining a Divine Pet Evolution Pill. It can evolve the Storm Dragon King into an SSS-class Dragon God!'Vincent's heaven-defying path begins…

“Let's get married!” When those words came out of the beautiful CEO's mouth, Li Chen felt dizzy!

The MC (Minato) is a college student who died in a plane crash and was reincarnated in a fantasy world. He was raised alone in the wilderness by his succubus mother, and now he tries to make his way as an adventurer.

What happens when, in the midst of struggling to keep up with life, you suddenly discover that you were a princess in a past life? Now, you're just a waitress with a drunken mother and a pile of bills to pay. But deep down, you know one thing: you’ll find the stupid jerk responsible for ending your royal life, no matter what it takes.Alexia POV:Then there are the spoiled, narcissistic rich jerks who think their daddy's car gives them a free pass to treat women like objects. Not today, Satan. These guys are like walking perfume ads with egos bigger than their bank accounts. I swear, they should just marry themselves—they're clearly their own type.When one of those jerks lands at my table, I can smell the entitlement from a mile away. I don't even wait for the inevitable sleazy pickup line or the “accidental” brush of their hand against mine. Nope. I pawn them off on one of the other waiters faster than you can say “unpaid rent.”