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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. |

Espiritu_Santu · 军事
分數不夠
236 Chs

Grand death

As Volk's hulking form was forced back, his figure faded into the distance, and the field fell silent, a heavy, almost reverent stillness settling over the ground.

The grandmaster's ethereal form wavered for a moment, and she felt a profound sense of calm wash over her—a sigh of relief so deep it touched the very core of her being.

In that fleeting moment, a cascade of memories surged through her mind, vivid and unbidden, each one sharper than the last.

She could see herself as a young girl, eyes wide with wonder as she wandered her family's modest farm.

Her parents, simple folk with calloused hands and kind hearts, taught her everything they knew, her father's laughter filling her memories like a song.

There were endless fields of golden crops, the smell of fresh earth and rain, and quiet nights under a sky filled with stars.