Envy Prodigy Novels & Stories

Ayajo asked, particularly sad and distressed and angry and wanted to immediately break open this guy head, completely disregarding the status between the two of them. But even if Ayajo know, he won’t pay attention to it as his experiments ad research is the only thing that is worth it for him to pay attention to and to be seen by his eyes. As a researcher, a professional and prodigy at that. He was respected highly by all citizens and even powerful figures alone in the mall fighting for their life all along. Prodigal researchers can be compared to Sotiras, except prodigal researchers can have their own ability but can have a little bit of ability by the formula that their research has succes

"Solana, I really feel sorry for you. We're both Mom and Dad's children, so how did you end up this stupid? Stay in that moldy attic and keep dreaming about your championship. "Oh, right. My tutor praised me again today, said I'm definitely taking first place in the finals." I never answered her. Every bit of strength I had was spent fighting my own mind, forcing it to accept that warped system of truths, a ridiculous mathematical world that belonged to only both of us. At last, the day of the competition arrived. Mia and I walked into the examination hall together. She was the prodigy everyone had their eyes on. Dressed in a designer dress, she was surrounded by reporters and team coaches,

“That fucker is a one-man army with no concept of the word consequence!” “Then I’ll teach him.” I stood up now, glaring at my defender. “YOU did nothing to him, and he rained fire on your operation. You did NOTHING!” “What will happen if you test him? Huh? Think about this! You are rational, Marcus. That bastard is not! He is NOT! Are you listening to me? He won’t let go of anything he sets his eyes on! He won’t stop until he gets what he wants or destroys it! That fucker plays only one game – winner takes all. There is nothing in between!”

Do you get it now? The members of the entourage traded glances, with one of them laughing. "Quit yanking our chain, sir. You're feared by many—why would a brat like him have over you?" The white-clad geezer rolled his eyes. "So what if I'm feared by many? That still doesn't make me number one! Even if I were, is there any assurance that I wouldn't screw up? "Have none of you heard of the term young prodigy? With just that brief bout, I knew it applied to that man!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard that, and their puzzled eyes fell on him one after another. What did that mean? Could it be that the monk king had two treasures? One was a defective treasure while the other was a complete version? If this was the case, then could the number one expert of this world, Master Yi, really defeat a Archmonk Emperor with a defective product? "A defective product? Haha! So this is your sincerity? All of you four great powers are truly too stupid and naïve. Do you see that? The ArchArchmonk Emperor of Tianzhu is playing with dogs!"

Adam asked, offering the lifeline with an undertone of ticking time. Prodigal looked round the room he had been staying in for years, saving all his money so he could finally achieve what he set out to do. With this huge money, he could finally out thing in motion. In his mind, he rated his opponent, trying to find a disadvantage to his own disadvantage. He reasoned that Mark, not having fought for years will be rusty, unable to fight as good as he used to. If he could recuperate and rest, he should be fine enough to take him down.

She lowered the weapon, almost guilty. Everyone left. I remained standing, watching her. She wiped sweat from her forehead, breathing hard, exhausted. Yet she never quit. Something inside me shifted completely. I imagined. Not Lena hiding behind me. But standing beside me. In meetings. At negotiations. On battlefields. On the throne beside me. Equal. Not protected. Feared. Respected. The image refused to leave. I hated how much I liked it. This wasn't just an obsession anymore. I began imagining a future. And that was far more dangerous than any enemy.

"Yeah. After all, the All-Era Prodigy Ranking is a ranking of all the prodigies who had entered the Starry Sky Battlespace since ancient times. I didn't expect Drake to even make it into the top one hundred!" Amidst the exclamations, another dozen lines of characters slowly appeared. Severin saw the names of Wenzel, Algernon, Raven, and others. [Wenzel Burke, celestial being bloodline holder, only thirty-two years old, level seven paragon, ranked 201st on the Prodigy Ranking, rewarded with a cluster of power of the galaxy!] [Tristram Farley, Chaotic Overlord Constitution, only thirty years old, level seven paragon, ranked 190th on the Prodigy Ranking, rewarded with…]

(DYSTOPIA) “THE team captain of the Baseball team of Eagle Eye, with his calm nature, intellect, and sophisticated personality from the influential family that owns the famous restaurants in the country, holds the devil Leviathan as the sin of envy, Harry Stein Stanley.” Aira introduces the second embodiment of the sins, the sin of Envy toward Nate. Along with the background information in the shortest statement that she didn’t lazily done. “The sin of Pride and Envy.” Nate whispers, counting the first two that he needed to know about their biggest enemy.

Sebastian's eyelid twitched. If he guessed correctly, he would receive a similar innate talent as he did in his past life, an underwhelming talent called "Business Prodigy." The talent's effect is simple: -10% spirit stones spent on purchasing items and consumables in town shops. In other words, it helps save money, but it has no other use... This talent is actually best suited for a game merchant, but Sebastian has no interest in it. He can only accept this mediocre talent as he pursues the path of cultivation.