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

[Speaking of which, aren't you the hero who belongs to Director Amirus?]


Silence finally couldn't help but blurt out, [Why do you never go find him, or even talk about him?]


From the standpoint of the "Inferior," he hadn't been in the right position to ask Russell that question before.


Back then, the Inferior was somewhat considered Russell's superior.


Asking such a question would carry with it a sense of urgency.


And Russell's character was quite gentle and soft; he could even chat amicably with the company's security personnel.


The Inferior had witnessed Russell often bringing meals to the security guards who were on duty and couldn't leave, or helping to repair the park's malfunctioning cleaning robots and cameras; when Zhan was overwhelmed with work to the point of madness, Russell would also help him with some of his tasks.


Chapter 39 Out of Control