Not praying for ten strings

In a world dominated by seven super-corporations, the Longevity Species that always occupied the pinnacle of power didn't allow for the enactment of written laws. The Floating Islands of prisons delimited by lines on the map, where resources would inevitably run out in the future...
People yearned for the birth of a true "Hero," yet they cynically awaited the fall of a Hero from grace.
As long as one was hailed by the media as a Hero, even murder could be forgiven, and every word they said would be adored. Even high and mighty Elves dared not provoke the edge of a Hero.
But if a Hero of the past committed even a minor offense, the moment their image crumbled, the forgiven sins would flare up like an inextinguishable furnace, and the stars of yesterday would instantly become unforgivable criminals...
"—Come become a Hero, Russell."
The most vicious criminal in the world thrust a knife into the boy's hand, whispering a low enticement.
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Solo female lead, Beast Ears, Spiritual Energy, Mechanical Angels, and other elements. Cyber-fantasy. Please refrain if not to your liking.

Tower of Overturn

Just as Night Cat saw the unloading obstruction up ahead and began to slow down—the large truck that had already been parked at the nearby intersection immediately started to accelerate.


The excellent soundproofing, blast resistance, and shock absorption features of the escort vehicle were originally designed to counter the impact of explosives. But now, these features ironically prevented them from noticing the sound of the approaching truck or the vibrations of the ground as it neared.


The only ones who sensed it were Russell and Night Cat.


After reaching Level Seven blue shift, Russell could perceive things even without using his eyes or ears, simply by closing them.


He could at least sense danger to his life—this truck was a good four meters high, and if it hit them, it would likely not just knock the escort vehicle aside but actually roll over it and flatten it into a pancake.


Chapter 37 A Hundred Kinds of Martial Arts, This is a Dumper Truck