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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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Klown's Plan

Cultivators are known to move mountains, split the sea, and pull giant blazing rocks from the sky. This is all true—they can do many things unimaginable to normal men. Just like how they reconstructed the tallest mountain in the area of Klown City.

In one of the quiet corridors leading to a bathroom area in the mountain, the sound of footsteps echoed as an obese man waited beside the wall.

"Holst," Klown said, seeing his butler walking toward him.

"My Lord," Holst bowed his head, and compared to when he did it for other people, his bow was almost vertical.

"How did it go?" Klown asked, his face serious. The amiable smile he had displayed to the visitors was long gone. He radiated an aura of coldness and fierceness at the same time. If one looked at him and compared him to when he was around people, it was like comparing heaven and earth—no, it was like comparing heaven and hell.