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Pokémon: Breeding Simulator [170]

“Elias, here. Wear this.”

After tying the [Key Stone] onto a woven cord, Lucario stepped forward and handed it to Elias.

Their conversation with Zoroark cut off mid-bicker, Elias blinked, then gave a slightly awkward cough.

He’d gotten so caught up arguing with Zoroark that he’d forgotten Lucario was even standing there.

Talking about him losing... right to his face... not great.

“Sorry, Lucario. I didn’t mean it like that,�...

Pokémon: Breeding Simulator [169]

[Over the next few days, your time is split between aura training, exploring ruins with Cynthia, and helping Cogita tend her flowers.]

[It feels like everyone’s taken a piece of your schedule, and yet… when you finally sit down and do the math, somehow you’ve still spent the most time with Zoroark.]

"How do you even manage that?"

Elias set down his pen and paper, turning to Zoroark with a baffled look.

He was starting to suspect ...

Pokémon: Breeding Simulator [168]

The moment Lucario linked her with [Aura], Zoroark felt like her entire world had been refreshed.

Even though she was still downstairs, she could now hear every sound from the room above with perfect clarity.

She could even make out Elias’s steady breathing.

So this is [Aura]...

She gave Lucario a rare nod of approval.

Lucario snorted dismissively and returned to his meditation.

Meanwhile, Zoroa...

Pokémon: Breeding Simulator [167]

Discovered. She was discovered!

Zoroark shrank back behind Elias, panic all over her face.

Just moments ago, she'd been basking in triumph—never expecting that in the blink of an eye, she’d be completely exposed.

And worst of all, it had been Irida—the very person she’d been impersonating—who saw through her.

Across from them, Irida stood with her arms crossed. After waiting a few beats and seeing that Zoroark still hadn’t come out, her brow furrow...

Pokémon: Breeding Simulator [166]

Crimson Mirelands – Cogita’s Courtyard

"Elias, I propose that from now on, you forbid Zoroark from approaching while you’re training with [Aura]."

Lucario stood with his arms crossed, face expressionless as he spoke.

At this point, he was numb.

"Says who?"

"You wanna fight?"

Before Elias could even respond, Zoroark bristled instantly.

She shot to her feet, eyes flashing, glaring daggers at Lucario as if...

Arknights: I Became a Mobile City, but It’s a Lobotomy City [10]

No matter how many times he saw it, Obsidian still thought the Thumb was brutally efficient.

If you were far, it’d shoot you down.
If you were close, it’d smash your skull in with the butt of the gun.

Didn’t matter where you ran. You weren’t getting away.

While Texas was out sweeping monsters from the perimeter, Obsidian stayed behind, managing Doubts as they worked on construction and began setting up a basic border patrol.

Originally, the City’s...

Arknights: I Became a Mobile City, but It’s a Lobotomy City [9]

“No… no…”

Right now, Obsidian was pacing back and forth inside the room, mind clouded with frustration.

On the surface, everything in the City was progressing smoothly. After a full night of steel-scraping, his Doubts had multiplied to twelve units. As frontline defenders and basic labor bots, they were more than sufficient.

By all accounts, his early-game setup was off to a great start.

And yet, every time his awareness drifted back to the shattered remains of...

Arknights: I Became a Mobile City, but It’s a Lobotomy City [8]

“So… Obsidian, got anything you need me to help with?”

Texas had been quiet for a while before she finally spoke. The moment Obsidian heard that sentence, he lit up.

You’re offering to help me do labor?

I’m wide awake now.

Sure, having Texas on the job wouldn’t be as cost-effective as using Doubts—she’d need real resources—but her strength more than made up for it.

There were plenty of things Doubts couldn’t handle that Texas...

Arknights: I Became a Mobile City, but It’s a Lobotomy City [7]

“…Hey, Obsidian. Are you sure this is edible?”

As Obsidian was in the middle of creating his first Doubt, Texas sat staring at a roasted Sweeper, visibly uncertain. After a pause, she looked up and asked the question aloud.

There was just something about this thing that didn’t sit right with her.

“Relax. If the head’s off, it’s safe to eat.”

Obsidian answered casually, which only deepened Texas’s confusion.

Meanwhile, his atten...

Arknights: I Became a Mobile City, but It’s a Lobotomy City [6]

“There’s more to the Thumb and Fixers?”

Obsidian turned his head and looked at Texas, only to meet the curiosity glowing in her eyes.

She now regarded him as some kind of sage—or at the very least, someone worth listening to.

“Heh… You know, this mobile city once had its own civilization.”

He paused for a beat before finally speaking. Texas blinked at that—but then, she accepted it calmly.

After all, in Terra, the ruins of past civilizations weren...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [10]

Tenth Division Barracks.

“These were the questions on the student council recruitment test?”

Shiba Isshin raised an eyebrow as he looked at the two sheets Shiba Kaien handed him, clearly surprised.

“Where’d you get these?”

“I just asked for them,” Kaien replied with a grin. “I am the honorary president, after all.”

Isshin chuckled, but as he scanned through the exam questions, his expression shifted to somethin...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [9]

On the day the written exam results were announced, a large board was set up in the plaza of the Shin’ō Academy, displaying just a few dozen names.

A crowd quickly formed, students squeezing forward to check — some left disappointed, others ecstatic. A few were practically wailing with regret.

Petite and unable to push her way through, Rukia called out to Abarai Renji, who had made it to the front, “Renji, what does it say?”

“Rukia! Your name’s on it — you pas...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [8]

"Rukia, what are you looking at?"

The red-haired boy with a striking hairstyle squeezed through the crowd to stand beside his companion, eyes lifting to the bulletin board.

"They mentioned it during the ceremony — the student council."

Standing next to him was a petite, sharp-featured girl with short black hair that curled at the ends. Her deep violet eyes studied the notice thoughtfully.

"Huh? Are you thinking of joining the student council?" the red-haired boy aske...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [7]

The entrance ceremony for the new students at the Shin’ō Academy.

Normally, only faculty and first-year students would be present at such an event.

But at this moment, Nobu stood among the instructors — right beside Nanada Hideaki.

Headmaster Sasakibe Gyōsō was on stage addressing the newly enrolled first-years. His speech was formal, encouraging the students to study hard, strive forward, and become exemplary Shinigami as soon as possible.

Nobu’s thoughts dri...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [6]

The holiday passed in idleness — the kind of idle that quickly turned dull.

Nobu had nothing to do each day except train. Shūhei frequently came to spar with him, only to lose again and again. Though he kept saying he didn’t want to fight Nobu anymore, the number of matches never seemed to decrease.

[Spiritual Pressure Level: Lv. 14]
[Zanpakutō Unlock Progress: 7%]
[Spiritual Energy Reserve: 20%

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I’m Doomed! I Got Trapped in a Dream! [5]

No good. No intel on him at all.

Nahida frowned, pinching her chin in thought as she scoured through five hundred years of memory, even reaching into the Void Archive in search of anything related to this strange young man. But no matter how she searched, she couldn’t match him with anyone she knew.

Before she could think further, Chen Mo suddenly stood up, placed his hands on her shoulders, and stared at her wide-eyed — examining this green-haired shuttlecock-looking...

I’m Doomed! I Got Trapped in a Dream! [4]

At that moment, Amber — who had just abruptly materialized out of thin air — still looked a bit out of place.

Her textures had loaded, but the lighting hadn’t caught up yet. The red of her outfit was a flat, solid red. The whites were pure, detail-less white. Her exposed skin was a single unshaded tone of flesh — like someone had slapped different images onto a blank canvas without blending them. Her entire appearance clashed with the environment around her.

But it didn’...

I’m Doomed! I Got Trapped in a Dream! [3]

“Don’t be afraid. I’m here,” Venti gently cradled Dvalin’s enormous face, comforting the wounded dragon with soft, soothing words.

“Venti! I finally get to see the real you—now let’s settle this once and for all… are you a guy or a girl? Hehehe…”

Unlike the Traveler in the cutscene, who was supposed to hide behind a tree with Paimon and observe from a distance, Chen Mo walked right up to Venti, completely unabashed.

It’s just a cutscene anyway. Ev...