I'm The King Of Technology

Zayden Voss died on a cold basement floor, betrayed by the people he trusted most, abandoned at the finish line of a war he had fought for three years. Then he woke up. Same apartment. Same city. One hundred days before the world burns. He knows which cities fall first. He knows which allies will smile at his face and put a knife in his back. He knows the names of the people who engineered the collapse and the exact morning it begins. This time, he is not surviving. This time, he is prepared. But the closer Day Zero comes, the clearer one truth becomes: the betrayal that killed him was never random. Someone built his death into their plan from the very beginning. They needed him gone. Now he is back. And he remembers everything.

A young man in the 21st century, dies of cancer and awakens before a carefree goddess who sends him to another world for some fun. He is reborn in an alternate New Spain, during the early years of the Viceroyalty, where magic exists and history can still be rewritten. Born a mestizo, the son of a Spaniard and a native woman, Alejandro is caught between two warring cultures and receives the Anáhuac System of Historical Reset, a chaotic power that allows him to alter the course of the past. In a world of conquest, fanaticism, and betrayal, he must decide if it is possible to liberate a land without becoming what he swore to destroy.

It all began in the year 2028. Billions slept as usual but woke up as nightmares abominations, grotesque and horrifying with the cravings for blood. Fortunately, a few woke up with inhuman abilities called talents but were too little to put an end to the terror of the nightmares and so humanity retreated into fenced cities we call the citadels! Seven years later, Levi, a high school dropout with a dying mother is called to face the trials ofthe dream world. He either survives and awakens a talent or fails and becomes a soulless nightmare. However, what difference does it make when the trials never end? Succeeding in one didn't guarantee escape from the fate of becoming a soulless nightmare.

[Congratulation on obtaining the: Gaming System] Jordan Blade was an Orphan his whole life. He was bullied often for being an Orphan and having no parents. On his 19th birthday, an infection spread out. The infection caused the human's bodies to rot away and turn green-ish color and their mouth to split open. 'Zombies' were what they were called. The Zombies' attacked anyone they saw, wether it was a child, a woman, a man, a dog, or a cat. Any living thing was eaten by the Zombies. A divine voice helped the remaining millions of humans by giving them in-human powers. Using these powers, the humans set a goal: The goal to avenge their loved ones that were killed and destroy the Zombies. Jordan? He received the strongest gift. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The book cover is not owned by me, if the original cover owner is reading and want me to take it down, please, you can just ask me.

Damian thought his life was over. But fate had other plans for him. He suddenly awakened three months before the Great Flood—the catastrophe that would drown the entire world. This time, Damian was prepared, armed with the memories of his previous life. He would never again allow the people who betrayed him to destroy him. Instead of wasting everything on those who never deserved his loyalty, he would protect the people who had genuinely cared for him. And with his newly activated system, Damian Cross was ready to reclaim his life, build the last ark, and seize control of his destiny the second time around.

In a world where money meant power, Dylan was at the bottom of the pyramid. Dylan was a mere cleaner who was cheated on by his wife who left him and their kid for a richer man. He was used as a scapegoat in the game of power and disposed to die with his family. Dylan had nothing left. [Ding! Greetings Host!] [You've activated the Face Slapping System. Face-Slap to level Up!] Ryan Face-Slaps an enemy. [Credit Alert: $10,000,000 dollars!] Face-Slaps more enemies! [Bank account: $100 Trillion+] In a twinkle of an eye, Dylan was climbing this game of power that almost disposed him. And he was doing so by Face-Slapping those who used and betrayed him down do the dirt!

Ethan Su awakened what everyone called the worst Class in history: Farmer. E-rank talent. No combat power. No future. At least, that was what everyone believed. What they didn’t know was that Ethan’s Farmer Class was Unique—and Evolvable. His crops had a perfect survival rate. His harvests multiplied tenfold. His abilities could evolve. And inside his territory, even powerful enemies could not touch him. In a post-apocalyptic world where monsters roam beyond the walls and real food has nearly vanished, Ethan’s “useless” Class becomes something priceless. His first cabbage sells for a fortune, and suddenly corporations, powerful families, and Awakened elites begin paying attention. But money is only the beginning. As Ethan gathers Evolution Energy, unlocks stronger abilities, expands his territory, and rises through the ranks, the Farmer everyone mocked begins turning barren land into his domain—and weakness into absolute power. They laughed when he awakened the world’s worst Class. Soon, they will learn that this Farmer is unstoppable.

I woke up to find myself a weakling vampire with only 10 health points, and the Holy Light Knight Order was right outside to purify me! In my despair, the 【Proficiency System】activated—so long as I live, everything is grindable! To survive, I did anything! While other vampires were hunting maidens, I was slaughtering a hundred thousand rats in the sewer, my 【Bite】skill maxed out, awakening the talent 【Life Drain】! Holy Light burns painfully? I treated myself like the Monkey King's flesh and braved the Holy Light, my 【Holy Light Resistance】maxed out, awakening the talent 【Holy Light Affinity MAX】, and directly took a Holy Light bath in the church! They thought I was an elegant noble, but what I was actually thinking was, "This sword strike will probably only take 0.001% of my health—too risky, I must kill him instantly!" They called me the "Nighttime Scourge" because I targeted only the most heinous scoundrels, after all, the proficiency points from "Sinful Blood" were simply too generous! Years later, the Abyssal Demon God descended, and the gods fell. In the despair of the entire world, I brushed off the dust from my tailcoat and looked at my blood bar that had grown to an uncountable length. "You... can break my defense?"

On our wedding day, she didn't say "I do." She toasted my health, slid a poisoned needle into my goblet, and watched me choke on my own blood. My last sight was her stepping over my body into the arms of the man who bought her. I thought that was the end. I was wrong. I woke up in the Valerian Empire as Cale von Valerius—a discarded, "crippled" Third Prince who everyone expects to die quietly in a corner. But at the Imperial Welcome Banquet, she walked through the doors. Same face. Same voice. Same cruel beauty. Now, she’s Lady Evelyn, the newly betrothed bride of my ruthless older brother, the Crown Prince. She doesn't remember the blood on her hands or the altar where I died. She thinks I’m just a harmless, coughing prince with one foot in the grave. Let her think that. I’ll let her walk down the aisle again—right into the trap I’m building underneath her feet.

Brian Patrick, a humble delivery boy, was falsely accused of siphoning $15 billion dollars by his ruthless boss, Morgan Harris, sent to jail for fifteen years and finally released as a poverty-stricken, boy. He re-united with his family only to be informed he had been an adopted son and a bastard all the while. Family despised him to the path he threaded; friends tagged him a total loser, a failure, a poverty-stricken nobody and a nuisance that shouldn’t be associated with. Those he worked for refused him his paycheck for the sake of his history as an ex convict and his ragged looks and he ended up scavenging dustbins for survival. Because of his poverty, his father-in-law, Fanny Luis, the richest tycoon in Rio Hondo, divorced him and betrothed his wife, Melissa in an arranged marriage, with the son of a billionaire, despite saving her with his kidney, when she was down with a kidney failure. “I promise you some day, you and your family will bow before me and hail me the world richest man,” he had told his wife when she divorced him… Later, about taking his life, he was called “Boss” by tycoons, big wigs and billionaires, who knew his true identity. Soon his true identity was revealed to him; the true heir to the Saint Don Group, the richest oil and gas conglomerate in the world. Everyone that saw him bowed at his feet, his wealth and charming looks pulled the most beautiful girls and his net worth commanded more than thirty trillion dollars. He became god of wealth. If only his haters had known he was the world richest man, perhaps they wouldn’t have underrated him. But now he would be taking his revenge on those that treated him like a piece of rag.