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Jidenna stared at the harem villain's unconscious body under his feet and the 13 knocked out beauties scattered around him.

He looked at the sky and sighed, "Can't I have a break"


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After being betrayed and killed by the one closest to him Jidenna, an ancient god woke up in a rental apartment with no memory of who he was.

His only clue was the acceptance letter on his laptop to a university across the continent and the insight that accompanied him: he could know the use of an object with a touch.

But before he could fully adjust to his new reality he was poisoned.

Dragging himself from the gate of hades he went on a spree of revenge and afterwards set off to another land for schooling.

Thinking to himself that the action was over but he began to notice strange things ever since he entered Pǔshì University

His roommate wanted to siphon his luck.

His seatmate was a trouble magnet and a harbinger of disaster.

The random elderly man wanted to steal his girl and make her his 108th concubine.

As if that wasn't enough action already the world ended gods and monsters tore open the sky bringing forth a new era of chaos.

Bursting with anger, Jidenna rubbed them all in the sand and stuffed grass in their mouths.

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After Becoming A Mortal I Made Both Heros And Villains Eat Grass

In one of the private fighting rooms. The walls painted brown soundproofed while the floor was the same colour, a brown polished wooden flooring to absorb the impact of any fall minimising injury.

Jidenna head knocked against the bare floor. Pain radiated from the place his head came in contact with the floor.

He groaned, inwardly cursing at the man, "Don't think he didn't see the smirk drawn on his lips.

Especially when the said person never did anything to hide the glee and delight he experienced at my pathetic Figure.

Sweat slid down Jidenna's forehead, journeying from his brows into almost entering Into his eyes.

Jidenna gave another groan his legs feeling like limp noodles.

He wanted to rest in addition to his body aching, sending pangs of pain through his being.

Just then a discordant voice sneered above him, "Is that it? That's all from the person who jia brought to me?"

First Lesson, First blood: Fighting With Song jia’s Rotten Peach Blossoms(1)