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Strongest Radioactive System

VOLK SMAAAAASSH! Reincarnated with a body like a nuclear bomb, let's turn this magical world into a nuclear wasteland! As someone who loved fighting, Volk Mogger was the most miserable of them all. Born with a small frame, tiny limbs, and underdeveloped muscles, he struggled to grasp anything that was taught to him. He was relegated to merely watching others fight—whether on the internet, on television, or in real life. One day, while riding in his wheelchair, he was abducted and taken to a strange place for a radioactive experiment, which ultimately failed. However, Volk soon discovered that he had been reincarnated in a magical world as a member of an Orc horde, which was hunted by higher life forms despite merely wanting to establish a land where they could honor their traditions and build a home alongside their symbiotic partners, the Elven Witch races. Suddenly, a system screen appeared before Volk, announcing that he had acquired the power to transform into an invincible radioactive titan who yearns to be the strongest of them all. However, this transformation had a time limit, and to extend that limit, he had to win! But win what? Ding! | Beat up the Orcs thief who stole your spoil and a chance to have a wife! | Reward: Extend the radioactive time to 2 minutes. | Failure: Minus 1 minute. | Current radioactive time: 2 minutes. |

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Bone Bone Bones

Volk's massive green fists slammed into the bone dragon's chest with a sickening CRACK, sending shards of bone scattering through the air.

The impact rattled the battlefield, shaking the very ground beneath his feet.

For a moment, Volk felt a surge of triumph.

He had landed a solid hit, a blow that should have shattered the creature completely. But then, the impossible happened.

The broken bones—scattered in every direction—began to move again.

Clatter. Clatter.

The fragments of the dragon's shattered ribcage twisted and jerked, dragging themselves back toward the center of the battlefield.

Volk's radioactive eyes widened as the bones clicked together, reforming with eerie precision.

The dragon, whose chest he had just obliterated, was whole once again.

"WHAT...?" Volk growled, his voice filled with disbelief.

His fists clenched as he swung again, bringing both hands down on the dragon's head with all his might.