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That's What A Top-Tier Savior Is!

[Nomination for Best Newcomer of the Year 2022] [First Place in Bestselling Books for the Tenth Period of the Sci-Fi Starlight Awards] [First Prize in the 2022 Sci-Fi Writing Contest] Saviors are ranked as well. The lowest-tier saviors are inefficient. They take years or even decades to save the world once, causing countless people to suffer. However, they may not truly save the world. The third-tier saviors are manipulated by schemers their entire lives. They are ignorant and naive, just like puppets on strings. The second-tier saviors pay a huge price to save the world. They may lose their spouse, suffer a disability, sacrifice their friends, and suffer many other hardships. However, in the end, they only receive a useless title or even an epitaph. "These saviors have tragic lives. I don't want to become like them, I want to be a top-tier savior!" "What a top-tier savior is?" "Light-speed salvation!" "No casualties!" "Obtaining insane profits!" "Using the present sword to slay the near future, strangling the apocalypse in its cradle, acting entirely on his will, and collecting the reward he deserved!" "That's what a top-tier savior is!"

Dream Butterfly · Sci-fi
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Chapter 71 What is this wealthy lady_1

[You pry a metal fragment off the shipwreck.]

[You flick the fragment at the girl in black.]

[The girl in black tilts her head slightly.]

[The metal fragment cuts off a strand of her hair.]

"Both her spirit and constitution are not low,"

Wang Ran evaluated.

If either of those attributes had been a bit lower for the girl in black, her head would have exploded rather than just losing a strand of hair.

[The girl in black jumps onto a piece of the shipwreck.]

[She presents a gourd.]

[This gourd is tattered and almost severed in the middle, with marks of swords and knives all over its belly, and even a few holes of different sizes.]

[She bows respectfully to the gourd.]

["Please turn around, precious!"]

Wang Ran felt that those five words looked very familiar, but couldn't immediately recall where he had seen them.

The text continued to scroll.

[A hazy grey light shoots out of the gourd's mouth.]

[The grey light fiercely slashes toward your neck.]