NecroBin

Quinlan, a simple office worker finds himself transmigrated to an extremely dangerous fantasy land as a level 1 Commoner with nothing to his name but his wits- and a unique gift that accompanied his teleportation. 

No one in Thalorind could have predicted that this unassuming arrival would one day rise to the top, redefining the very meaning of the term 'power'... And that he may have achieved said result by joining a criminal organization and clawing his way through its ranks as well as establishing his own business empire that may or may not have relied on slave labor.

In the beginning Quinlan was painfully weak and alone, but thanks to his severe trust issues, joining a team was... hard. However, he soon noticed that a lot of people have collars around their necks in this world... People that couldn't exactly betray him.

Follow Quinlan's journey as he grows in strength, amasses wealth, fights to the death, and meets lovely ladies.

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Disclaimer: I'd received a few harsh complaints from some readers that my MC is not a real villain, and I have to agree; if you're looking for some complete psycho MC who burns random farmer villages down just for fun then don't read. 

The MC is a ruthless man who does evil things from time to time, but only to his enemies or those he considers to be true scum. He gains no joy from tormenting strangers.

Also don't read if you want a story about buying s*x slaves and r*ping them, that doesn't happen in this novel. He will treat the women he wants to be with as if they were normal people, whether they're slaves or not.

Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

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"I'm pleased to see my judgment wasn't off. Seems my skill at sizing up strangers is still as sharp as ever!" he replies energetically before flattering us with a smile.

"No wonder you have such a successful business and a beautiful shop," I say, returning the flattery, accompanied with a smile of my own.

With the niceties out of the way, it's time for the real showdown to begin. The air in Garen's shop thickens with anticipation as we prepare to fight. This is where the fun begins- a playful yet earnest battle of the tongue.

Garen starts with a chuckle, eyeing the heap of materials on his counter. "Last time, I gave you 50 bronze for a haul worth only 30. You've certainly outdone yourselves today, but let's not get carried away, shall we? This time, I won't be so generous."

Have You Been A Good Girl?