Maybe a Fake Gintama - Chapter 30: Freedom Is More Than Just Talking! Feel It! Listen to It...

“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”“I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to devour soil and rocks, digging out underground cities, just to park their steel carriages beneath the surface.”“I saw with my own eyes that they fed glowing ores into an everlasting stellar furnace, unleashing a radiance brighter than the sun.”“I saw with my own eyes all those indescribable things.”“Their iron birds covered the sky, their steel ships filled the ocean, their war machines tore the earth asunder, and their gods walked upon the world.”“You must think I’m mad.”“But it doesn’t matter.”“It has already seen you.”——————Oil is Its blood.Thick smoke is Its breath.Ore and steel are Its food.The countless cargo ships in the harbors are Its myriad offspring.The place of origin stamped in the corner is Its silent mockery.They claim they are mere mortals.Child, you’d best not argue.You must understand:Their technology is beyond comprehension.Their production capacity is unimaginable.A mere glimpse of their creations will drive you insane.Their morale surpasses even the most fanatical worshippers of dark gods.How will you stop them?With your sword, child? Or your flesh and blood?You should be grateful that they still consider themselves mortals.——————“I’ve finished building my factory, and now you’re telling me this world runs on idealism?!”“Wait, then what the hell did I just create?”

Business tycoon Ji Lingchen swore not to take a wife. He didn’t even have scandals to his name.

Until one day, when a wife was forced upon him, Young Master Ji began a new chapter in his life!

Assistant Jiang: Young Master Ji, Madam trashed Zhang Manor. Ji Lingchen: Get more people to help her out. Assistant Jiang: Uhm…

Ji Lingchen: Wait, has she calmed down? Assistant Jiang: No. Ji Lingchen: Inform the board to start the project of acquiring Zhang Group!

Assistant Jiang: Young Master Ji, Madam beat up Young Master Wei, and now he’s hospitalized. Ji Lingchen: Has she had enough?

Assistant Jiang: Doesn’t seem like it. Ji Lingchen: Let her continue. One day, Ji Lingchen learned that Fang Xiaonuan had gotten into another fight. He slammed the table and got up.

“Fang Xiaonuan, are you asking for a beating?” Fang Xiaonuan retorted, “Darling, you’ve changed. You didn’t use to be this way…”

Ji Lingchen pointed to her protruding belly and said, “You were alone before this!”

To be fighting when she was seven months pregnant not only frightened her opponent, but she also scared the wits out of Ji Lingchen.

Yet, Fang Xiaonuan was feeling pleased that she managed to win without a fight!

Fang Xiaonuan’s anger subsided and she stared at Ji Lingchen with puppy dog eyes as if she had been badly bullied. “

You win. You rascal, can you wait until the little rascal is safely born before you go fighting again?”

America, 1980. No sooner had Xu Yi transmigrated than he was put on the dissection table; then he gradually came to understand the true nature of this world. “Studying medicine can’t exorcise undead demons; I must become an exorcist!” he resolved silently to himself. On a misty, rain-soaked night. “Miss Evil Spirit over there, the night is cold and damp; be careful not to catch a chill! Come over here and warm yourself by the fire!” Xu Yi said, holding a lighter, as the pale gold flame slowly approached the other. The Evil Spirit shrank back, looking at Xu Yi with fear. “Don’t be afraid, I just want to warm you up...” Xu Yi’s face broke into a warm smile, “by setting you on fire!” Ding dong! Ding dong! “Sign-in at the Land of Fear successful, Resurrection Coin awarded!” “Synthesis pathway requirements met, do you wish to combine the following entries?” Psychic + Scholar + Painter = Psychic Painter! Saintly Offspring + Gunfight Technique + Revolver Mastery = Holy Gunslinger! Undead + Revelation + Holy Nation = God!

[Progression-Fantasy | Overpowered | Kingdom Building | Monster Girls | Literary RPG Mechanics][ACHIEVEMENT UNPRECEDENTED][You have successfully embraced the Origin: Celestial Archive][You have earned the talent: Summon (Rank E)][You have been gifted the ability to summon a single SSS-Rank creature][You have unlocked a new talent: Talent Copy][You have summoned Amara - Night Queen (SSS-Rank)][You have awakened the talent: Blood Monarch (Rank SSS)]In the Kingdom of Eirland, Hunters battle vicious monsters that emerge from mirror dimensions known as Events.Markus White awakens a Common Tier Origin, 'Scout', at the age of 15, dreaming of making it big as a Hunter. But Hunters like him are a dime a dozen, their efforts insignificant in the grand scheme.One day, while clearing an Event Rapture with his team, an unexpected incident leads him to encounter a dragon.Now armed with the Supreme Tier Origin 'Celestial Archive', which allows him to summon powerful Monster Girls, how will Markus use his newfound abilities? And what impact will his existence have on the world?