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Beggar Cultivation System

Apollo Leone tried to prolong his life as best as he could. But alas, he couldn’t escape the grasp of death. Even with his talent and being the wealthiest person on Earth, he died on a hospital bed. All his money, power, and influence vanished with his last breath. However, fate proved to be playful. Who would have thought there was a place after death that is neither Hell nor Heaven? There, he met a faceless woman named Aster, who granted him a new life on another planet where strength reigns supreme. But on one condition... Wait?! I have to live my life as a beggar?! Known as the most wealthiest person to have ever live and the person at the very top, how will he adjust to this new world where people can summon meteors, punch through mountains, and cut the sea in half? Beggar Cultivation System Activated! "You received 1 Alm Point!" "You received 1 Alm Point!" "You received 1 Alm Point!" ... ... "You received 100 Alm Points!" "Do you want to advance to the next stage?" "Yes!" Author's Note: -I will try my best to incorporate comedy into it and give it a slice of life style. - If we reach 300 Power Stones each week, there will be a bonus chapter. -100 Golden Tickets = 3 Extra Chapters at the End of the month.

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Can Deez Versus The Brute

The round continued, and soon it was finally the Beggar's turn.

His opponent was a brute wearing the uniform of the Sword and Shield sect, staring at him like he was about to devour him alive.

They stood facing each other, the size difference so stark it seemed like Apollo could be flicked away with a single movement.

"Real weapons are not allowed. If you have one, throw it off the stage now," the Referee said, eyeing the two participants.

Yohan shook his head. "I don't have one."

Apollo, on the other hand, reached under his robe and pulled out the tree branch he had found on the side of the road. This scene caused the audience to chuckle, though they weren't surprised anymore—every time this small, masked man fought, he always threw in a stick.

"Don't underestimate me!" Yohan shouted, seeing his opponent about to toss his "weapon."

"Are you sure about that?" Apollo raised an eyebrow.