Harem Emperor In The End Times - Chapter 82: Hail Building

30 year old Lu Ziwen was born in poverty and after struggling for a lifetime, he is finally able to perform in the Golden Hall symbolizing the highest honor. However, an hour before taking the stage, he was killed by his lover.

One day, a mysterious tower suddenly appeared in the city. The people decided to call it a dungeon, and while it was full of rugged terrain and dangerous monsters, it was also a land of opportunity, where countless treasures awaited. When Sejun, a young man living an ordinary life, is invited to the dungeon by chance, he is thrilled at the prospect of becoming rich, but he is stranded in a hidden area of the mysterious tower. All he has is a few seeds and his body. Now Sejun must farm, collect resources, and figure out his own survival strategy!

Being able to learn any skill immediately, and just by raising its proficiency, stand at the summit.

He is the World Chef Association Honorary Chairman, having the title of the World Chef God.

He is the greatest composer, pianist, and conductor after Beethoven and Mozart.

He also has the title of Underground Racing King, Fist King, Gambling King, Giant of the Stock Exchange Market, Arm of the Industries and King of the Skies.

He who has a miraculous learning ability and can stand at the apex of all things if he so wishes for it, the Omni Genius.

- Description from Novelupdates

Rae, a perverted thief with bad luck and worse life choices, was caught peeping on a couple getting busy. Naturally, he got his ass kicked—and his life ended.Or so he thought.Just before his untimely demise, Rae had one last wish: to live like a king, surrounded by voluptuous women with big booties and even bigger breasts.Turns out, death wasn’t the end. It was just the beginning. Rae woke up in a fantasy world, and not just any world, but one where he was gifted a special system. A system... with some unusual tastes.[Ding!][Quest: Drink breast milk from the source.][Litres: 0/10][Reward: Race Change from Goblin to a race of your choosing.]“Wait—what? I’m a goblin now?!”