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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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SlumStreet(Part-4)

"You killed him, right? Big Chub," Apollo said, his eyes glancing at his beggar spot before staring back at the martial student in front of him.

"Big Chub?" Arke shook his head. "I don't know him, but I did kill a few this morning."

"Almost two meters tall, round, double chin," Apollo described the features of his friend.

"Oh, I get it! That one from the Slumstreet. Yeah, I killed him. Why?" Arke asked, a smirk appearing on his face. "You want revenge?"

"I just wanted to confirm it," Apollo said, his lips turning into a smile. "So, what brings you here? Don't tell me you are here… because of me?! I told you I'm not into the same gender, and especially not older guys!" He shouted the last words, causing passersby to look in their direction.

Looks of disgust immediately fell upon Arke, who glared at them, but this action only made him appear guilty.

"You know, kid, f*ck you," Arke cursed, spitting in front of the beggar.