Listening Day

Ash opened his eyes to find that he had traveled to a strange nation of many races, and people were kneeling before him.
Before he had time to adapt to the new identity of the Terminus Observer, he was put to jail – as a cult leader.
In prison, controlled by a high-tech chip, he was unable to use violence. He also lost all his memories due to the time warp.
How could he escape from the prison full of ogres, green-skinned beasts, sorcerers, and elves in this strange nation? And how could he survive the legendary Blood Moon Judgment?
"Ding! You obtained a game system – Mage Manual! It includes an illusory world map, which can predict risks and gains, helping you find advantages and trouble, and greatly improve exploration efficiency!"
"Ding! You obtained Deadly Berserker Sword Maiden! You can share all skills and upgrade together with her!"
"Ding! You encountered an Illusory Vortex! Go straight through the heartland of the Illusory Realm and harvest a lot of experience to create the Silver Wing!"
...
Is this the legendary system? It not only gives me free skills, but also a skillful fighter?
Ash discovered that even though he was in the Otherworld, he could dominate his own destiny with the system, and even...dominate the entire Otherworld!

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Mage Manual

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Adelle hurriedly opened her wardrobe, her face the picture of misery, "I forgot to wash my clothes a few days ago and now I don't have any clean ones to wear, Lois—"


"Don't look at me, blame your own laziness." Lois pulled a face, "My clothes are all tailored to fit, and you wearing them even once basically ruins their shape, especially the chest area after you've stretched it out... Go ask Sonia."


Coming out from the bath, Ingrid, while drying her hair, said, "I do have some loose clothes, but I'm taller than you, so the sleeves might not fit well."


Adelle turned to Sonia with pleading eyes, "Sonia..."


In the dorm, it was true that only Sonia was close to her in size. Sonia, seeing she couldn't get out of it, had to come up with an excuse—she didn't want to lend her clothes to others either.


"I won't lend them. I don't like wearing other people's clothes, nor do I want others to wear mine."


Chapter 85 I'm Too Lazy to Write