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

Cui Que originally thought that the Floating Car would stop at the foot of a mountain or in front of a cemetery.


But in the end, it dropped Russell and Cui Que in front of a cyber church.


Russell said nostalgically, "When I was in school, I often worked here. I could also see if a senior who was close to me is here... if so, I could also say hello."


The melodious hymns arose faintly. As Russell pushed open the thick red wooden door, the sound of the hymns suddenly grew louder.


This church was much larger in scale than the previous smaller church. Just the teenagers wearing eye masks and chanting hymns numbered over a dozen, and there were seven "Prayer Devices" dangling emptily in the air, unused.


And then Cui Que smelled that strange scent again.


Chapter 55: You've Worked Hard, Child