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The Tower Merchant is too devious

Kuber Walton, stripped of his wealth and branded as a 'traitor's son,' faces a desperate choice: flee his homeland or face dire consequences. However, destiny takes an unexpected turn. ————— [You have been summoned to the Dimensional Tower] [Accept] [Reject] ————— Kuber's decision leads him into a fractured realm divided among the Neutral, Holy, and Demonic Factions. In this world of chaos, he finds himself wielding the unique power of the 'Tower Merchant' class. This power enables him to procure anything from different towers and dimensions. Join Kuber in his adventures, marked by cunning schemes and thrilling action. As he navigates this treacherous landscape, his ultimate goal becomes clear: "Young master, do you aspire to become the wealthiest being in the world?" Alvin Lewis inquired, his gaze filled with curiosity. Kuber, sipping tea as he surveyed a distant heavenly city, replied, "Why, you ask? To purchase this very world." ————— #Manipulative mc #Action #Romance #No harem #Vampire #Non-human protagonist ————— If you like the content, then please support the author with gifts or reviews.

Cryo_Knight · Fantasy
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75 Chs

Ominous stranger

Neil's tired eyes spoke of days of hardship, his parched lips cracking, and his once-healthy complexion now a ghostly pallor. Kuber couldn't help but be genuinely concerned.

"It seems like you've been through a lot," Kuber remarked, his brows furrowing with worry.

Neil struggled to remember, his voice weak, "Who are... Ah! I recall a bit now. You were that intimidating uncle from before."

Kuber chuckled, not taking offense, "I'm not an intimidating uncle, kid."

Neil's innocent curiosity shone through as he asked, "Then, are you a good uncle?"

Kuber's forehead twitched with annoyance, but he managed to restrain himself, "I'm not your uncle, kid. Just call me big bro Kuber."

"Can I?" Neil's words were still a struggle to form.

Kuber nodded, affirming Neil's question.

Neil's eyes narrowed in suspicion as he inquired, "What do you want from me then, big bro Kuber?" His past experiences had made him wary of strangers.