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Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

Quinlan, a simple office worker finds himself transmigrated to an extremely dangerous fantasy land as a level 1 Commoner with nothing to his name but his wits - and a unique gift that accompanied his teleportation. No one in Thalorind could have predicted that this unassuming arrival would one day rise to the top, redefining the very meaning of the term 'power'... And that he may have achieved said result by joining a criminal organization and clawing his way through its ranks as well as establishing his own business empire that may or may not have relied on slave labor. In the beginning, Quinlan was painfully weak and alone but thanks to his severe trust issues, joining a team was... hard. However, he soon noticed that a lot of people have collars around their necks in this world... People that couldn't exactly betray him. Follow Quinlan's journey as he grows in strength, amasses wealth, fights to the death, and meets lovely ladies. ... Discord: https://discord.gg/bjunEkswQ3 ... Disclaimer: I'd received a few harsh complaints from some readers that my MC is not a real villain, and I have to agree; if you're looking for some complete psycho MC who burns random farmer villages down just for fun then don't read. The MC is a ruthless man who does evil things from time to time, but only to his enemies or those he considers to be true scum. He gains no joy from tormenting strangers. Also don't read if you want a story about buying s*x slaves and r*ping them, that doesn't happen in this novel. He will treat the women he wants to be with as if they were normal people, whether they're slaves or not.

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As soon as I'm no longer under the crane I jump onto my legs and before it has the chance to fly into the air I leap onto its back. 

It hurriedly flails and thrashes around, attempting to get me off by any means necessary, but I'm absolutely not going to go anywhere until I get my system notification confirmed kill. I stab my spear deep into its back and use it as a support pole to which I can hold onto until it finishes its wild convulsive movements. 

Finally, I've found where the crane's physical form causes it to have a giant weakness. It can't attack me here directly, it simply has no means to reach back here. The best it can do is throw itself into the wall, hoping to squash me into paste, which it also realizes as it slams into the chamber's fortified panel, but I react in time, letting go of my spear's handle and climb onto its long neck.