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The Undying Mecha Emperor

The Strongest Magic meets the Mightiest Mecha. I have stolen Golden Mechas from the deepest vaults of the most tightly guarded fortresses in the world. I have personally destroyed more armies than the top three superpowers have in the span of the Absolute War - combined. I burned down the terrorist megacity of Habon. I was expelled from the Union of Heroes at a younger age than people are allowed in. I have talked to Ancient Gods, loved women, and devoured mechas that would make superpowers cringe in fear. I have faced demons head on in moonless nights others fear to speak of during the day. I am deified in a thousand cultures, and labelled as the devil incarnate in the rest. I am the Mecha Emperor. You may have heard of me. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Excerpt from Chapter 1 This is where it all began. A junkyard. Oh no, this isn't your clean, mechas-only junkyard that was the 'starting point' of many mecha geniuses out there. I have seen and heard my share of rags-to-riches stories, and many of them claimed that they had started from 'junkyards' and slowly grew to be where they were right now. From Zero to Hero, they declared. You can do it too, they said. As long as you work hard, everything is possible, they claimed. I call bullshit. Life doesn't work like that. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Hi guys, thanks for dropping by. This novel is participating in WSA 2022. I will do my very best to write a highly entertaining and deeply immersive story for all of you to enjoy. Please support me! Thank you very much :) FAQs 1. Harem? No. 2. Rape? No. 3. NTR? No. 4. School arc? Yes. 5. Power up speed? Exhilarating. 6. GOT style deaths? Hell no. Btw, come join my discord server :) https://discord.gg/MN4xNRARzF

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Irresponsible Elder

As it turned out, we were worrying for nothing.

The common cafeteria was… ridiculously large.

It was large enough to seat fifteen thousand kids comfortably, and feed them till their stomachs burst.

No matter how much the first thousand kids ate, they wouldn't be able to put a dent on the supply of the "good stuff".

Infinite food!

For street rats like me, it was heaven on earth!

We charged towards the blindingly bright light that was the cafeteria at full speed and burst out of the corridor triumphantly.

The ceiling, which was a decent four meters tall in the corridor, suddenly opened up to a full ten meters, and rows upon rows upon rows of tables and benches were lined up neatly in front of us, nearly filling up the enormous room.

And of course, because the central alarm had just rang, there were barely a thousand students there.

I quickly realized that we were rushing for nothing. All was well! All the good stuff were still safe!