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One Piece: The Mist Admiral

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When Kisame Hoshigaki wakes up again, he believes he has fallen into a trap set by Konoha's shinobi—only to realize he has arrived in an entirely different world. To repay the girl who saved him, he embarks on a path of justice in this unfamiliar world. join me at patreon.com/beast0x1 and fulfill your curiosity by binge reading before anyone else I do not claim ownership or credit for any pre-existing characters or content, I'm the translator of this fanfic, the credit goes to original author 朕三关
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I'll time-travel to mentor legends across eras

I was squatting on the steps of the Acropolis, clutching the terracotta goblets I had just bought, and watching this old man with bare feet bickering in the marketplace. The olive crown on his head was tilted to one side, his old robes were stained with mud, but his eyes shone as if they were burning through marble pillars. "Is this young Socrates?" I poked at the golden ball of light floating in the air. "Are you sure he's not a vagabond?" "Target Intelligence Level detected: SSS." The cold voice of the system sounded in the ear, "The host is advised to immediately perform the task of receiving students, remaining time: 2 hours 59 minutes." I touched the linen bag around my waist, which contained the system's "starter pack" - a bag of Skittles, two spring-loaded fist toys, and three glowing glass marbles. According to the instructions, these 21st century gadgets will conquer any ancient sage. "Get out of the way!" A rude roar interrupted my thoughts. Three strong men in purple cloaks pushed through the crowd, the leader with a bronze dagger at his side. Socrates, you are again deluding the citizens with your fallacies! The consul has decreed..." I jumped up and hit my lower back against the pillar and gasped in pain. The system said failure would turn me into a hamster, and I don't want to store food for winter on my fuzzy cheeks. When the strong man's fist was about to touch the tip of Socrates' nose, I swung my spring fist. "Snap!" Bronze wrist guards collide with plastic fists, and springs suddenly stretch like a silver snake around a strong man's wrist. The crowd exclaimed, and even Socrates widened his eyes. I slipped Skittles into his hand. "Taste this, the nectar of the gods from Mount Olympus." The blue-robed philosopher licked the colored candy hesitantly, and his gray beard popped up. "Sweet! And fruity! Young man, are you the atomic messenger of Democritus?" "Detected the target character's favorability +50%," the system's voice suddenly becomes cheerful, "invite the host to philosophical enlightenment." I stared at the ripped socks sticking out of the corner of Socrates' robe, and suddenly remembered what I had read in my high school textbook. In 399 BC, the philosopher would drink poisoned wine for "corrupting the youth." Now, like a child, he was handing out candy to the wildcats by the road, and the purple cloaks were stamping their feet with anger. "Sir," I pulled out the last item, "would you like to play a triage game?" The glowing glass marble rolled in the palm, reflecting a rainbow of light, "Truth is like this bead, every facet is a part of the truth." As soon as Socrates' fingers touched the marble, something strange happened. The pearl burst into the sky, casting holograms - a 3D model of the Academy of Athens 2,000 years later, with scholars in suits shuttling between the marble columns. The old philosopher was so excited that he knocked over the clay pot: "How beautiful! This is the embodiment of dialectics!" "Congratulations to the host for completing the first Act!" The system bursts into an electronic firecracker sound, "Acquire Skills: The Eye of Truth (can see through any sophistry)." Next time: Florence, Spring 1503. I took a last look at Socrates, surrounded by citizens, who was making a boat out of candy wrappers to play with a wild cat. As the golden swirls unfolded beneath my feet, I heard him ask, "What should a disciple call a teacher?" "Victor Fool." I laughed and jumped into the time tunnel, and suddenly the system screamed, "Warning! Skittles wrapper left in B.C. --"
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Douluo: Modify The Dialogue, Everyone Goes Crazy

Zhang Fan traveled through Douluo and obtained a dialogue modification system. The crazier the plot, the more modification values ​​he would be rewarded with. The modification values ​​could be exchanged for various treasures in all the heavens and worlds. When Tang San awakened his martial spirit, Zhang Fan moved his mind and the blue silver "grass" turned into a blue silver "chicken" that had been practicing for two and a half years, and the Haotian "hammer" turned into a Haotian "dog". When Tang Hao saw Tang San’s two spirits, he almost died on the spot, thinking that Tang San was not his biological son! [Ding, Tang San's martial soul has been modified successfully. The plot is a bit crazy. 100 modification points are obtained, which can be exchanged for the Nine Yang Divine Art. 】Martial Soul: Tian "Lan" Sword. Zhang Fan directly changed his martial soul to: Tian "Shang" Sword. Tian "Shang" Sword has four attributes of ice, fire, thunder and darkness. It can also tear the space and summon seven powerful beasts, each of which is extremely powerful. Tang San worships Yu Xiaoang as his master, and the next moment "master" is changed to "godmother". Yu Xiaoang is completely confused... Yu Xiaoang's mouth is poisoned and swollen like a gorilla's mouth. He needs Tang San to help him suck out the poison and kiss his gorilla... Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Dai Mubai are all petrified on the spot when they see that scene... Aren't they too crazy?
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Endless Horde: Through the Eyes of a Godking

Prime Earth faced a horrible cataclysm several hundred years ago and has now turned into a hub of Demons. Humans who once lived peacefully in this world couldn't do anything aside from trying their best to survive. Now, the only territory they had was a single continent out of the many out there, and it was the smallest one too. Faced with a severe threat to their lives, the world did its best to give humans a chance. Since then, the Human Society changed its standards and power became the most important possession one could ever have. Cedric, an unfortunate man who dealt with bad cards, lives his life as a convict of the Risk Management Center, drowning in his sorrows and bitterly clinging to his worthless life. That's until he was met with a life-changing opportunity that changed the way he viewed this world...literally. Follow him as he uncovers the hidden and unspoken truths about the world he lives in while he fights for survival...through the Eyes of a Godking. *** Hello! Here's another work from yours truly! Thank you for checking it out. Disclaimers: 1. Got the cover frrom pinterest, it's not mine, just edited it out. 2. There will be some errors here and there since I'm still working on my skills, I'll try to minimize them as much as I can, though. 3. I'm pushing for steady updates of 1 ch/day. I'll try to release more but please don't expect it since I have other priorities as well. Ps. I still haven't decided if this is going to be a Harem or not. The story is still in development, after all. But I will update this once I've decided. That's all, Peace!
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