Blacksmith: You Are Making Mjolnir For The Forging Exam?

“Being poor is a sin in this city.” Ken was just an ordinary delivery rider trying to survive in a city that never cared about people like him. He worked long hours, endured rude customers, and believed that if he kept trying hard enough, life would eventually get better. Until the night he delivered food to a luxury apartment and found his girlfriend standing behind another man. Humiliated, beaten, fired from his job, and left alone with nothing, Ken thought his life had hit rock bottom. Then a strange blue screen appeared before his eyes. [Ding! Luck System successfully bound.] [Complete deliveries to earn points.] [Points can be exchanged for Lucky Draw chances.] At first, the rewards seemed small, but as Ken continued making deliveries across the city, the rewards slowly became unbelievable. While everyone still saw him as “just a delivery guy,” Ken quietly climbed higher and higher behind the scenes. Yet the deeper he went, the more he realized, the system that changed his life was hiding secrets far more dangerous than wealth. In a city ruled by money, power, and hidden players lurking in the shadows, how far can luck really take him?

Daren Wiles was son of the number one rich businessman family in his country. He chose to stay and live as an ordinary man who tend to be poor. He married to a woman from a rich family because of an arranged marriage. Serena Hoodie, who didn’t know about Daren’s background, felt burdened. Being the object of ridicule by his wife’s family had made Daren used to it. Until one day Daren did something that made the Grand Mistress of the Hoodie family give him confidence, proving that Daren was capable and making all members of the Hoodie family acknowledge his existence. Miles Hoodie, the oldest male cousin of the Hoodie family, didn’t accept it. Someone who had always been underestimated became the figure his grandmother trusted. He tried to destroy Daren in various ways. Until finally Miles met Daren's older brother, Erdward Wiles, both of whom agreed to destroy Daren and make Daren poor again. Unfortunately, they didn’t succeed in carrying out all of their plans. Daren managed to show who he was in front of the whole world so that he was recognized as the most successful young entrepreneur in the whole world.

🏆["Silver Medal" in System Category of "Meganovel Annual Writing Contest 2022"]🏆 Goldearth--A bizarre planet! Goldearth boasts numerous lofty ranges and towering mountains, where precious stone, exotic flowers, and rare herbs are secretly hidden. Human beings there, living in the midst of air, all want to discover and use them as ingredients to refine pills that can enhance their cultivation. Their greatest dream is to become the strongest alchemists, able to lift themselves out of the revolving wheel of rebirth and finally ride on the ship of immortality. It is not an easy task, however, for those precious ingredients are usually guarded by a wide variety of powerful magical beasts, from bears that can fly in the sky and escape through the ground, turtles of absorbing natural energy, to lions of swallowing heaven and earth. Struggles, fights and battles are inevitable. Tolly McCoy , a gold miner who lost his life in the collapse of a cave, where lost treasures were deeply buried by Medieval pirates or kings , reincarnates to this world, a world where everyone works hard to be an alchemist. Can he fit in and rise to be a successful one? Follow him along his journey, from zero to hero, from child to Supreme Alchemist. Come witness the legend of Tolly McCoy in the making!

“Look at this cockroach!” Johnson sneered, pacing around Max like a predator sizing up his prey. “You think you can fight me? You’ve been scurrying in the dirt your whole life!” Laughter erupted from the crowd. “He’s about to get squashed!” someone shouted. “Yeah, show him who’s boss, Johnson!” another chimed in. Johnson flexed his arms dramatically, turning to the crowd. “This rat thinks he’s a lion now, huh?” he spat, pointing at Max. “But all I see is a mangy stray dog, begging for scraps!” The crowd whooped and hollered, eagerly anticipating the fight. “You’re nothing but a street mutt,” Johnson continued, his voice brimming with arrogance. “I’ve trained with the best, and you? You’ve been running from garbage collectors your whole life!” Max stepped forward, his gaze steady, though his heart raced. “You talk too much,” he muttered, squaring his shoulders. “Let’s just get this over with.” Max was dumped by his girlfriend, just because he was poor.But his life turned upside down when at police station, he gets to know that he is not a common man, but a trillionaire heir .

Once upon a time, I was as stupid as a dog. Wherever she went, I followed her, like a piece of chewing gum that could not be shaken off. I would eat shit and agree with her words. Everyone called me a "fool" and said that this was how my life would be, and how I would end. But when I finally woke up—— ...... "You said you were my wife but I do not deserve to be your husband? Oh, but look at your face! It's ugly to fit with mine even in a mere picture!" "Didn't you say you'd rather die than let me touch you? Now you're begging me, crying, wanting a son from me who looks like me—shouldn't you be dying instead?!" "Why is everyone saying I have been bullying? Sit back and watch, it's just the beginning." * * When the abandoned fool finally regained his memory, the whole world realized that they had offended the wrong person—they had to come begging for forgiveness. WHAT TO EXPECT: [o] In a nutshell, this is a Romance meets Indomitable Husband and The Heir... with a dash of Face slapping. [o] Progression Urban Story. No instantly showoff your wealth MC. [o] Much violence and romance elements. [o] Clever schemes, well detailed action, and in-depth character development and drama. [o] No system or magic

If one day you've got superpowers, what would you do? Showing prowess and dominating the world? Do as you wish, get whatever you need, becoming popular and wealthy? Enjoying the lap of luxury and having a lot of beautiful women? It could be said that I Was lucky. I and my two classmates got superpowers by accident. Of course, I was delighted. I knew I could do as powerful things and dominate the whole neighbourhood. And even the whole city. But it's that what a superhuman should do? I learnt something very important concerning being a superhuman. It changed my mindset.

"I'll rise above this, and you'll face the consequences of your actions," he declared, a silent promise to himself amidst the noisy laughter. “Now, you see that she was only using you all these time,” Jack said, and Sydney smiled slyly. Sydney's cold words cut through the air, echoing her heartless confession. "That's so true, I only used you to solve my Math problems. I would never want to kiss a guy drowning in unending poverty. This is not a fairy tale, where a princess gets to kiss a frog," Sydney declared, glancing down at the hole on the top of Micheal's shoe.

"Congratulations, my Heir," a mysterious figure declared, "you have proven your worth, and you're now the Heir to the God of Healing and Medicine, Elandor!" Suddenly, I found myself in excruciating pain, hanging on the edge of a hill. The figure's words barely registered, and I felt like I was forgetting something crucial. Before I could make sense of it all, I blinked, and the pain was gone. My wounds had vanished, replaced by a newfound strength. There, around my neck, hung a gemstone amulet. I gasped as the amulet shone, flooding my mind with knowledge. "In the realm of healing, I'm the ultimate arbiter of life and death. As Elandor's heir, I command over ailments and the frailty of life. I am the embodiment of healing's power and authority." As memories flooded back, I realized why I was here. Darius Blackthorn, that treacherous scoundrel, had thrown me down this hill. "I won't let you get away with this. I'll have my revenge for all the pain you caused me. I'll show those Rossi family snobs who mocked me for being poor and treated me like a live-in servant. You'll regret ever looking down on me. I'm a god's heir, and you will pay for every bit of suffering you put me through." Fueled by rage, I stood there, determined to make them all pay.

“Demon.” He could hear it all: their whispers, low murmurs— gossip. They feared him despite his inability to control the powers granted to him from birth. It was primal — the fear of what one would never understand and this fear was a force, a power he used in manipulating their worthless lives like the mere puppets they were. “Weak.” “Pathetic.” He was immortal; and as long as he lived, the fear they felt would never die out. He would keep feasting on their foolishness until he finally broke out of these material shackles. A force of chaos, nightmares they have been trying so hard to suppress and forget — that was what he was. “Immoral Demon! By the power of the gods, we order you to surrender your life and to us! We have you cornered, and there is no escape for you!” “Foolish demon, there is no where for you to run! Beg like the worm you are and shed all the tears you want, but we shall not spare your life today!” Mylos stared at the gathering of fools before him in a calm silence; he was going to make them beg for their lives, just like their worthless gods.

“So why are you so happy about twenty dollars?” Justin quickly brightened again. “Because now I have thirty-five dollars in total!” he said. “Okay…” Britney replied. Justin continued eagerly. “Remember how you kept talking about Delico Restaurant at school? You always said you wanted to taste their food.” There was another pause. “Yes… I remember,” Britney said slowly. Justin smiled. “So I was thinking… maybe tonight we could go there together.” “What about that?” she asked. Justin laughed softly. “I mean we could finally try it. Just the two of us.” But Britney suddenly interrupted him. “Justin,” she said politely, though her tone carried a hint of irritation.  “Do you really expect us to get dressed up and go to Delico Restaurant just to buy one plate of food and share it?” Justin blinked in confusion.