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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 31: Vibrating Cucumber_1

In the shadows, Wang Ran watched everything with lackluster interest.

He was stroking a cat.

The gap between a deity and ordinary humans is as vast as heaven and earth.

Having reached his current level of expertise, watching these two fight was like watching a martial arts analysis video slowed down a hundred times, truly devoid of any interest.

He came to this world for a vacation, not to watch a bunch of scrubs peck at each other.

However, there was still someone hidden on top of the courtyard wall.

From their aura, this person was only slightly stronger than an ordinary person with no training, but they had an extraordinarily intense obsession with his Murasame needles.

Wang Ran was somewhat curious about this person.

This person, witnessing a brawl between a noble and a Sword Pavilion expert, remained curled up on the courtyard wall without fleeing, seemingly unafraid of getting caught in the crossfire.