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LEVEL EVERYTHING UP in my Eldritch Tribe

What if a power to level up or upgrade everything—your way of living, battle skills, military prowess, etc.—but this power is limited to your Eldritch tribe. Would you expand your tribe to rise above all adversaries, would you use it to gain more personal power or use it to toy with everyone? Lyerin wanted nothing more than peace on himself, but all he had was regret. He possessed a secret ability that allowed him to quickly excel at anything he chose, but he could only use it once. While others had to spend a long time to reach higher levels or master new skills, he only needed to complete a simple, specific task to level up. However, he had already used this ability to count a specific number of sand grains to save his own life. After that, his existence became a living hell. One day, he was unexpectedly sent back in time, where he would witness numbers appearing in the sky, signaling the end of the world again—an apocalypse he despised the most! But Lyerin realized he could use his ability once more, this time on a certain group of people. A TRIBE! ``` [ Ding! ] [ You have chosen to level up knife slash! As a Wildling of your tribe, you can level up your knife slash. ] [ Condition: Slash the knife 500 times. ] [ You have chosen a random tree to level up! The tree is part of your tribe; you can level it up. ] [ Condition: Water the tree 300 times. ] [ You cannot level up anymore due to your limited rank within the tribe. Raise your rank in the clan first. ] [ Condition: Give honor to the tribe. ] [ You have reached the peak level of your tribe. If you want to level up further, improve and level up your clan! ] [ Condition: Level up the Ancestral Healing Ritual, level up the Newborn Den, and level up the tribe's farm. ] ``` With this overpowered ability, can he still hold onto his selfish wish for peace within himself? Warnings: 1. Cold, Calculated and Cunning MC. 2. After 100+ chapters will be bloody.

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Coming back

Lyerin strolled down the cracked, desolate streets, his boots kicking up dust as he exhaled deeply, a breath of temporary relief.

He glanced up at the sky, his mind momentarily at ease, knowing the Shuras wouldn't dare to launch an immediate attack.

"It's only to make them stop attacking continuously and they didn't even question if I am telling the truth or not, probably because they have that ability."

They'd decided to keep their distance, convinced that his Stonehooves Tribe was a worthy training ground for their younger Asura warriors.

The absurdity of it almost made him laugh.

To them, he and his tribe were nothing more than stepping stones, their immortality and resilience something to exploit.

Still, it gnawed at him—the fact that other races had been watching, witnessing him expose the weaknesses of his tribe.

The truth was, Lyerin hadn't divulged everything.