Naruto: Manipulation - Chapter 198: The Ten Tails—Not Something Obito Can Control!

To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a ‘system’, sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

Zain Talen, your average college slacker, was busy skipping class to go play a new video game he had just bought, when a strange woman came running his way. Before he could get out of the way she collided with him. Quickly picking herself up she ran away leaving behind a pendant. Without knowing where she went Zain pocketed it and decided to look for her after his gaming session. During his binge, he heard it.

*Bang

*Bang

*Bang

His door was assaulted with the banging of someone who sounded desperate to get in. Rushing to open the door he found himself overpowered by something and not soon after felt a sharp pain on his neck. Vision fading in and out Zain found himself at death's door.

“Could this be the end?”

[Congratulations!]

[You have been turned into a zombie!]

[QUEST RECEIVED- Begin your horde!]

[infected 0/10]

[Level 1]

“It’s fine, everything can be restarted.”Gu Huanyue opened her eyes slowly and a smile shown on her face.In her previous life, she was betrayed by her relatives and missed the right one eventually.Now that the god gave her another chance, she must regain all her lost and let those people who hurt her pay the price.This time, her business was developed and expanded so quickly with the help of her super EQ & IQ.She became the most shining and rich one. All kinds of handsome men were attracted by her beauty and became her loyal followers.However, she won’t never forget that man. A guy who truly love her so much.He: “Huanyue, would you like to marry me?”She: “Why did he not follow my plan? But yes, I do.”

As a transmigrator turned extraordinary creature of the human race, he found the world to be more colorful than he had imagined.To more easily access everything this new realm had to offer, he first needed a special resume. Then, he had to find the right place in a city perennially shrouded in fog to fill out an application, and the last and most critical step...— was to kill a chicken or catch a mouse.