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Strongest Radioactive System

VOLK SMAAAAASSH! Reincarnated with a body like a nuclear bomb, let's turn this magical world into a nuclear wasteland! As someone who loved fighting, Volk Mogger was the most miserable of them all. Born with a small frame, tiny limbs, and underdeveloped muscles, he struggled to grasp anything that was taught to him. He was relegated to merely watching others fight—whether on the internet, on television, or in real life. One day, while riding in his wheelchair, he was abducted and taken to a strange place for a radioactive experiment, which ultimately failed. However, Volk soon discovered that he had been reincarnated in a magical world as a member of an Orc horde, which was hunted by higher life forms despite merely wanting to establish a land where they could honor their traditions and build a home alongside their symbiotic partners, the Elven Witch races. Suddenly, a system screen appeared before Volk, announcing that he had acquired the power to transform into an invincible radioactive titan who yearns to be the strongest of them all. However, this transformation had a time limit, and to extend that limit, he had to win! But win what? Ding! | Beat up the Orcs thief who stole your spoil and a chance to have a wife! | Reward: Extend the radioactive time to 2 minutes. | Failure: Minus 1 minute. | Current radioactive time: 2 minutes. |

Espiritu_Santu · Krieg
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Changes

Suddenly, Volk's expression shifted, the heavy tension in the air snapping like a taut string breaking.

He stood tall, his lips curling into an unexpected smirk.

Then, to the surprise of all, he began to clap.

The sound was slow and deliberate at first, each clap echoing through the silent crowd like the toll of a great bell.

Clap.

Clap.

Clap.

The Orcs around him exchanged confused glances, unsure of what to make of this abrupt change in tone.

Even Kragath, battered and trembling, looked up with a mix of confusion and suspicion.

"Well said, Kragath," Volk began, his deep voice breaking the uneasy silence. He continued clapping, the sound now quicker, sharper. "You know what? I agree with you."

Kragath blinked, his jaw slack. "W-what…?"