“Hmph, my dumb big sister is in danger!” A mischievous grin spread across his face. “Hehehehe... this gives me the perfect excuse to finally use this treasure I’ve acquired but never bothered with!” He rummaged through his belongings, carefully selecting various items. “A bit of this... and this... and a dash of this.” Boom! The explosion of energy sent a ripple through the air as he laughed maniacally. “Hahaha! It's done! Now, all I need is a compatible host for it.” Years later... “Did I overdo it?” he wondered in awe, watching as his creation wreaked havoc, conquering world after world with ease, as though stealing candies from children. **** As you saw the synopsis, it will be :- Op Mc Harem World Travels And one side beating
The teacher's sharp gaze locked onto the next student. "Rank 38, step forward," Reynold commanded.
The class watched with heightened anticipation as another student prepared to showcase their abilities.
Asher, sitting silently in the back, observed it all with mild interest.
One by one, the students stepped forward, each showcasing their unique abilities. The room was alive with tension and anticipation, the air charged with the thrill of discovery and the weight of Reynold's critical gaze.
The first few students displayed fairly common abilities—useful but not particularly extraordinary. Reynold assessed them with a sharp eye, offering both praise and constructive criticism.
One student, a young man with short black hair, demonstrated his ability to manipulate vines. He summoned a thick tangle of thorned greenery that spread across the stage, capturing one of Reynold's summoned training orbs in a matter of seconds.