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After Becoming A Mortal I Made Both Heros And Villains Eat Grass

Jidenna stared at the harem villain's unconscious body under his feet and the 13 knocked out beauties scattered around him. He looked at the sky and sighed, "Can't I have a break" **** After being betrayed and killed by the one closest to him Jidenna, an ancient god woke up in a rental apartment with no memory of who he was. His only clue was the acceptance letter on his laptop to a university across the continent and the insight that accompanied him: he could know the use of an object with a touch. But before he could fully adjust to his new reality he was poisoned. Dragging himself from the gate of hades he went on a spree of revenge and afterwards set off to another land for schooling. Thinking to himself that the action was over but he began to notice strange things ever since he entered Pǔshì University His roommate wanted to siphon his luck. His seatmate was a trouble magnet and a harbinger of disaster. The random elderly man wanted to steal his girl and make her his 108th concubine. As if that wasn't enough action already the world ended gods and monsters tore open the sky bringing forth a new era of chaos. Bursting with anger, Jidenna rubbed them all in the sand and stuffed grass in their mouths. ——— Contact me on Instagram @Daoist_Starweaver

Daoist_Starweaver · Fantasy
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Secrets Nobody Will Tell

While the ones at the top sit and have it delivered to them as bosses.

At the top of the pyramid sat the leader of the faction.

If you approach any of them, it would be assumed that you are interested in joining them.

He shifted again. "I better not have such an assumption attached to me."

Throwing his eyes away from them, he stared at the smaller ones.

Jidenna had already sighted the group of people he would use.

They were about seven students sitting together. They laughed widely, their posture loose and open, their faces brimming with joy when something was shared, and their dark eyes flashed with a burning need for gossip.

But that wasn't the reason he was targeting them.

Because their expression mirrored everyone's.

It was all the same.

After all, they all came for information, didn't they?

The reason he targeted them was because of their topic.

They chatted about the same person he came here for.