Skill Creation in the Fantasy World - Chapter 81: An Eccentric?

An invasion like no other.
Dragons destroying everything in sight.
A new world rising from the ashes.

Blake lived through it all before he died, but now he was back, back to the time before things had ever happened.

A strange place with a strange girl....

Blake had no idea how it happened, but he suddenly had one of the enemies of mankind, a dragon girl, as his girlfriend.

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The gold mine silver mine diamond mine is almost weak, and the mysterious miners system is in hand.

Although there is no manual and no elf, every day I am trying to find out, but my brother can dig it out.

From the practice of meditation, alchemy materials, spaceships, and mechs, life is different.

There is no level that can’t be upgraded, there is no task that can’t get rid of it, but what is the system doing? Come ~ come! Still don’t say it, give me the first girl! Brother will plan again.

- Description from Uukanshu translation

The world is a sea of bitterness.

The mortal swims in the sea.

The body is the vessel.

The soul is the mortal on the vessel.

The vessel carries the mortal as it sails endlessly towards the other side of the sea.

Does cultivating the body strengthen the vessel enough to reach the other side of this sea of misery?

Or does cultivating the soul give the mortal on the vessel the ability to master swimming?

Cultivating according to the martial path allows one to become an Earthly Immortal.

Cultivating according to the immortal path allows one to become a Divine Immortal.

Which path should be chosen?

- Description from Novelupdates

I, an ordinary high school student, Kimizuka Kimihiko, who easily gets involved in things, was appointed to take care of mysterious attache cases by mysterious men in black suits. After meeting a beautiful angel-like detective girl, named Siesta in a hijacked plane, I became her assistant.

And from there–

[You deal with the beehive, and I’ll restrain the enemy.] [Don’t make plans that make me the victim.]

We had those kinds of foolish conversations, all while being completely broke every day and fought against . Even when there were hurricanes, the weather-beaten duo sleep past it. Sometimes when we saved money at a casino, we would jump around on the beds at a resort hotel, only to be broke again the next day. We would walk through deserts, traverse through jungles, conquer mountains, cross oceans– The great detective and her assistant would go through these dazzling adventures–

Until she died.

And this story starts from 1 year after that incident.

I’m the only one who’s left, but I carry on her remained wishes.

This story is far from over..