Skull Elf

Amidst a disaster, an orphan contracts a sickness.

In his waking hours, he is tormented by his ailment, but when he slumbers, there is infinite darkness.

One day, when he was five years old, a strange Fate Trickster appeared in his dreams. Ten years later, he dreams of becoming a lord. To do so, he takes a chance to trade his fate!

That day, Wang Zhong once again stood at the gates of the Tianjing Heroic Soul Academy. He was about to start a brand new life.

Battle Frenzy

"There's no choice. The Earth has been graded as a level-4 civilization and does not have the approval and qualifications to establish a gathering point." Wang Zhong shrugged his shoulders. Of course, it would be best if he could establish a legal gathering district for Earthlings, but it was obviously not quite possible.

"The civilization level only matters if you follow the legal procedures. In reality, it's not that necessary," Rhode D explained profoundly, as if it was hinting at something.

If one wanted to go through the legal Star Alliance procedures to occupy a street, their civilization evaluation was something that could not be ignored, and they had to be at least a level-6 civilization. For example, the Heavenly Treasures Street was affiliated with the goblin race in reality. The nominal person in charge was not Wang Zhong, but crocodile god Mugthol. He was the owner of the Heavenly Treasures Street in name.

What in the World?