I'll Smash Everything with Passive Skills - Chapter 39: 0. Stone of Truth (1)

(Main World: Marvel)

(Current simulation order: Demon Slayer → One Piece → Bleach → Naruto → Fate → Elden Ring → Overlord → To be determined)

Rebirth

He can simulate life in any other world and gain power from it.

Before each simulation starts, there is a high probability of drawing rare talents!

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Color talent: [World Creator]: You can change the rules of this world at will, you are immortal and the creator of the world!

Golden Talent: [Fader]: Immortal and immortal, the unblessed who was abandoned by death and immortality at the same time, the destined king!

Red talent: [Destined to draw]: When you play cards or draw a lottery, you will definitely get what you want!

Purple Talent: [I am the Empress]: You are destined to become the empress of this world, with dreadful talents, unparalleled strength, and more powerful and loyal subordinates, who will expand your territory and compete in the world for you!

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A god-level talent is dazzling.

More importantly, these talents can be brought into the real world, and even abilities can be extracted!

“What kind of superhero is this!”

“Enjoy the beauty of another world, isn’t it fragrant!”

- Description from novelbuddy

Buried alive. Forgotten by the world. Cursed to refine death itself.Rin Xie clawed his way out of his own grave with nothing but broken nails, shattered bones, and a core pulsing with rot. In a world where the heavens punish the wicked with celestial fire, where death cultivators are hunted like beasts, Rin awakens with a forbidden path—one that feeds on pain, suffering, and the ashes of the dead.He cannot heal. He cannot forget. But every wound, every betrayal, every death he witnesses becomes fuel for his ascension.Under a crimson eclipse, he walks through battlefields where spirits still scream. In deserts of bone, he consumes lotus flowers blooming from despair. He learns techniques the heavens sealed away in fear—Soul Wither Pulse, Requiem Bloom, Grief Reclamation.But the deeper he dives into death, the less human he becomes.He no longer cries for the fallen.He no longer prays for peace.He begins to wonder—what kind of death should he become?In a world where power devours morality, Rin Xie will either become the end of all things...Or something worse.

Qin Zheng transmigrated into the role of the Princess Consort, but Qin Zheng, an engineer dispatched to a foreign country, didn’t get the script for a palace drama, nor did she have the chance to experience the luxurious life of a Princess Consort. Because, the nation had perished. A eunuch held three feet of white silk and said, “Your Highness, the city has fallen. Please leave with dignity.” Qin Zheng: “…” What kind of beginning was this? In order to avoid being forced to commit su*cide, Qin Zheng had no choice but to go to the bed of her half-dead husband, the Crown Prince, and pretend to be deeply affectionate, shedding a few tears to delay time. Emperor Chu Chengji, founder of the Great Chu Dynasty, was valiant and skilled in warfare. He conquered the northern barbarians and drove out the southern savages, ushering in the prosperous era of Xuan Chu. He spent his entire life in battles, without a wife or concubines. Consequently, after his premature death, only a young scion from a collateral branch was selected to succeed him. He departed during the peak of his prosperous reign, only to open his eyes and find himself at the time of his nation’s demise! He was reincarnated as the current Crown Prince, his own nephew of many generations. Learning that the territory he had opened up in the past was directly lost, the Emperor of the founding dynasty couldn’t help but laugh in exasperation. How useless were these descendants? Back then, he could establish this long-standing empire single-handedly, and today, he could rebuild it! As for this stunningly beautiful Princess Consort, who cried so pitifully in front of him, the Emperor of the founding dynasty was extremely disdainful: “Women would only hinder his speed of restoration!” Later, the Emperor of the founding dynasty would knock on the door of the Pepper Room every night and ask, “Azhen, can I come back to sleep?”