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Fredrinn Firecrown: The Weakest Villain

Give it a try and let me know your thoughts. ~~~~~~ Thomas was an avid fan of the virtual reality game ‘Seeking the Immortal Path’. This game came out of nowhere and took the world by storm. Boasting a hyper-realistic setting where the players can explore infinite possibilities. On one stormy night, Thomas received a notification from the game. [Are you prepared to find out the truth?] [Yes] [No] It was a question that ignited his interest. He thought that it was merely a hidden event so he unhesitatingly clicked [Yes]. What he didn’t know at that moment was that this decision would change his life forever. — Fredrinn Firecrown was the heir of a renowned family, but he was an untalented trash with low-grade spirit root. To make himself feel superior, he bullied the commoners and the people with lower status than him. This man was supposed to become the weakest villain according to Thomas’ memories of the game, but he suddenly found himself transmigrating into Fredrinn’s body. Armed with his knowledge as a former top player, follow Fredrinn’s story as he changed everyone’s perception of him all while battling the dangerous magical beasts and martial practitioners of the dangerous cultivation world. *** Release Rate: 7 chaps/week Top 10 Golden Ticket Ranking +5 chapters Top 50 Golden Ticket Ranking + 4 chapters Top 100 Golden Ticket Ranking + 3 chapters Top 200 Golden Ticket Ranking +2 chapters

Malignant · Eastern
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128 Chs

Argus

"Well, I can only choose one between these four since this seafolk beauty is worth 40000 Fate Points." Fredrinn wanted to get her, but he didn't have enough Fate Points.

"The drow has a high-grade spirit root, but his talent is the worst among the three remaining choices. I will save 3000 Fate Points if I get him though…" 

"The elf and the human have the same spirit root, but the elf has a small innate advantage…"

Fredrinn crossed his arms and leaned on his seat as he pondered deeply. 

If he chose the elf, he would only be left with over a thousand Fate Points. 

"Alright. I have made a choice!" 

[Do you want to proceed with the purchase?]

[Yes] [No]

"Yes!"

-19700 Fate Points

A moment later, a tall and valiant-looking old man in his sixties appeared before him. He was wearing black battle armor with a worn-out green cape. On his back was a diamond-shaped black shield and an obsidian-colored lance.