[Wildly imaginative power fantasy]+ [Fully automated beast taming]
After transmigrating into a star age where the abyss had descended, Chen Xun expected a hellish start.
But when he opened his eyes, he found his father was the military’s supreme commander, and his mother was the head of a genetic conglomerate.
Since his own talent was mediocre and he could only form a pact with the lowest-tier F-rank spirit beast, Chen Xun decisively chose to lie flat, content to be a rich second-generation heir who ate, drank, and waited for death.
But he never imagined that the ordinary beasts he contracted were all reincarnations of ancient beast emperors who had once ruled the stars!
Even more absurdly, these beast emperors, unwilling to go down with their lazy master, began competing with one another in a frenzy.
[Your contracted beast, “Grayfeather Sparrow,” is disgusted by your lack of ambition. It sneaks into the family vault in the middle of the night, devours the source of fire, and comprehends the forbidden killing move: Starfall Flame Lotus!]
[Hundredfold critical return triggered. Congratulations, Host, you’ve advanced to the War General level in your sleep!]
[Your “Money Turtle” has become paranoid, convinced that sleeping without a shield is practically begging to die. It stacks ten thousand layers of Titan armor on itself in one go!]
[Your “Slime” stares at the higher-dimensional star beast in the sky and drools.]
While others risk death in the wasteland, Chen Xun lies in an armored motorhome worth tens of billions, sipping ice-cold cola as his cultivation rockets upward.
Years later, the abyssal rifts tear open completely, and alien motherships descend on Earth with billions of demons. Humanity’s defenses collapse across the board.
Just as the entire world falls into despair,
Chen Xun, vacationing on the beach, is disturbed from his afternoon nap. He waves his hand irritably. “What’s all that noise outside? Go make them quiet.”
As soon as the words leave his mouth, the starry sea trembles.
After a rough look at it, to put it simply, it was the fantasy of a top lazy loser after awakening to his double F qualifications. There really is a system, no brains, no invincibility. You start with a bald bird. When you know the opponent's roll (and can help you level up), the first thing you do is not to encourage or win over, but to despise, and "it doesn't matter what emperor level you are, to me you are a bald bird", big brother, If the author hadn't forced a system and you were a der, you really wouldn't be afraid of the other party's direct attack. You wouldn't even be able to level up, and this bald bird doesn't look like he was reborn. It stands to reason that when it saw the protagonist despising food, it would think it was a waste of natural resources. Did it eat badly in its previous life?
The cool article you are talking about is that your father is the commander-in-chief of the Zhennan Military Region, a God of War warrior, and your mother is the head of a chaebol who monopolizes 70% of the genetic medicine business in the base city. In the first chapter of your F-level awakening, you were scolded by the second young master of a city family at the awakening scene. Even an individual can make a few mocking remarks. When you go out in the wild, you don't even have anyone to protect you, just a few mercenaries. Not surprisingly, when you encounter a crisis and are not the protagonist, they all die.
Needless to say, it looks good.
Not bad