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This is very bad QwQ

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Lesen Sie den Roman This is very bad QwQ des Autors ko_tszman, veröffentlicht auf WebNovel.In the monster-zombie apocalypse of year 3000, a large number, if not all, surviving human beings have superpowers. Be it system users, superpowers, mage abilities...Normally, these are based on your ...

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In the monster-zombie apocalypse of year 3000, a large number, if not all, surviving human beings have superpowers. Be it system users, superpowers, mage abilities... Normally, these are based on your physical status, mental status, social Status ect. The 'system', has appeared. Everyone can see the system(although only system users can use it.) and now, let me introduce the races. System users are the usual weak to strong. With an originally weak body and strong mind, system users have high intelligence that can help them build a solid foundation (and become op) Mage ability users are the ones with a... Interesting personality (e.g. I want to build a harem!!!). They have many stragities and an iron will. This is because they do not have much magic at first. The downside is that they have the weakest defence of all ability users, which is why most go in a group. Cultivators and Superpower users are the most hardworking of the bunch. Their physical shape does not affect their abilities. And they don't need mana. Sounds op? No. They need to be creative, as they make their own 'skills'. Also, using their powers put both mental and physical state under stress.(Depends on your mastery of powers how much stress it gives you.) Also, when the apocalypse hits, all the stuff a human(if you are still human) holds at that time will become items. Of course this does not apply to the stuff in museums, but there are so many zombies there let's not talk about that. In case you haven't realised, author is playing the role of system. :)) --------------------------------------------------------------------------- 'BIG BRO OH MIGOSH I GOT SUPERPOWERRRSSSS!!' Gabriel looks up at his brother. 'mh' 'It's ICE MAGICCC. I'M ELSAAA! AHHHHHHHHH' Morroco screams as he starts skating around the room. 'AND MY SKATES!!! THEY BECAME SSR TYPE OBJECTS HOOLIESHEET AHAHAHAHAHAHA' Gabriel looks at his brother and sighs. 'And I have wind magic. It's in the profile, everyone can see the magic type. Also, there's a zombie at the door.' Morroco : *smirks* I have ice magic. Gabriel :So what? Morocco :... and I can control it. Gaberial: And? Also Gabriel : I can even make a vaccuum! Caroline:QAQ, what are these monsters... >read more Author's note: *Cries* Yss, author does not speak English for mother language. First book, so terrible writing(I think). Other thing is that updates and words are irregular. I swear I am trying to improve... TvT

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Guys this is what happens when a creative brain explodes. Too moch thinking is bad for you. The thing is MESSY. :((( Last thing , this review is from the author '_'...

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