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Anti-cake Dungeon Delving! (BL)

Updates @ 21:00 (+8 gmt) Leander is a healer. But he is not like those healers who have it all: the fame, the money and the harems. Because he is chubby. Ranked only F, he struggles with life as a new recruit in the Adventurer's Guild. Until he sees a poster that changes his life and sends him on a journey to lose weight, get the fame, money and the harem. Except, his harem will be full of men. But, such is fate. This is a slow burn BL harem with dungeon delving. It follows the old adventurer's guild troupes with some twists and turns. A journey from zero to hero, one could say. (I am using this book to lie to my brain that losing weight is possible with the methods written in the many self-help books I have been reading recently. If you need to shed some fat, you might use Anti-cake Dungeon Delving the same way. A little hope never hurt nobody.) Updated daily. The MC becomes a dungeon core going chapter 86 and forward. You can find the story only on Webnovel. (Fingers crossed that no one will translate it into Russian like the other one! XD) The sequel, Life Skilling, is also complete, and will be posted right after the ending of Anti-cake. A peek in the lives of those who live in the world shaped by the Try Hard Party. A funny slice of life.

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Chapter 89: Forever starts today.

Leander walked to Armaros, who was sulking next to Ebony.

"Armaros, I need to show you something," Leander pulled out the hourglass, which was no longer smoking.

"It is alive now?" Armaros exclaimed, hands reaching for the fake dungeon core. "Wait… what have you done?"

Armaros could feel the link between the dungeon core and Leander. It was almost like there was a piece of Leander inside the dungeon core.

"I am now like you," Leander whispered, an unsure smile on his face. "And I want to tell you that, while we can't afford to bury the dust, this way, we are still honoring the dead dungeon cores."

"Honoring them, how?" Armaros was clutching the hourglass in his hands. Leander deserved for Armaros to smash it. He was abusing the dust of the dead dungeon cores, just as he had intended to!