The Primordial Record - Chapter 1001: Awakening Of Madness (3)

Daiki Tsukasa transmigrates to a world of everyday anime crossovers.At the start, he purchases a Special-Grade Cursed Object, activating the Great Collector System.As long as he collects valuable items, he can receive rewards.『 Congratulations, host, for collecting the Special-Grade Cursed Object — Sukuna's Finger. Reward: Innate Domain — Malevolent Shrine! 』『 Congratulations, host, for collecting the Yukinoshita Family. Triggered Triple Bond. Reward: Immortal Dual Cultivation Technique! 』...Miku Nakano: I was here first! Get lost, you vixen!Yukino Yukinoshita: Could you stay away from my sister?!Iroha Isshiki: Senpai! You won't abandon your cute kōhai, right?۞۞۞T/N: Be advised that characters and powers will be used, but not necessarily in the exact order, logic, manner, or arrangement that occurs in the original. Some stories will obviously be changed to fit into this mixed world with so many characters.

The Capital’s girls look on with hatred, “ You’re just a country girl without any knowledge. Do you have Cloud Shop’s clothes? Do you have Brilliant Treasure Pavillion’s jewellery? Do you even know how eminent and domineering the famous Yue Wang is?

Fat kitty died, killed by a lightning strike while stealing a chicken leg! And then, the kitty was reborn into a rich family in the 80s, which, having had nine grandsons, longed for a granddaughter and instantly made her the most adored one in the family! She was so happy with her life, being pampered by grandma, adored by parents, and protected by big brothers. Of course, it would have been even better if that big bad wolf hadn't cast covetous eyes on her.

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.“Is there magic in this world?”Facing Bailuo’s question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, “No.”“But there are miracles.”“What are miracles?”“A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit.”The uncle said, “Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder.”“Magic!”Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, “This is definitely magic!”“No.”His uncle said, “These are truly miracles.”Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, “This is a miracle…”