Greed Solo Leveling Novels & Stories

As for their names…he just used Rhino 1 to 10 and tunnel 1 to 6, he didn’t want to name every monster he received because it would be a royal pain in the back when they start to reproduce without control, instead, it was better to name the first of every new species. The levels of his subordinates went up pretty fast, Skeletor reached level 10 by the end of the first week and got a new skill: [Mind shock], a very useful stun that dealt considerable damage, but the 50 AF cost at level one diminished his usefulness to a trump card that could save the little ones in a pinch. 5 days later the 4 original worms reached level 10 as well and gained new skills related to their roles and build, the mo

Warriors who trained here were preparing for specific missions, honing skills beyond general combat readiness. "The Gauntlet," Morgan announced, stopping before a massive structure that looked like an industrial nightmare. "Thirty levels of increasing difficulty. Combines every skill…combat, agility, problem-solving, endurance. Most warriors tap out around level fifteen. The record is twenty-three." "What happens if you fail a level?" "Pain. Varying degrees depending on the failure. Non-lethal but... educational." Morgan activated the system. "You'll start at level one like everyone. No special allowances for silver wolves."

“You know, for a magical curriculum project, this is turning into something weirdly noble.” Remy gave him a flat look. “You say that like it surprises you.” “It kind of does.” “It shouldn’t.” Riku glanced toward the frost track fading on the floor. “So what’s next after mobility?” Celeste’s answer came without hesitation. “Range control. Then environmental shaping. Then we decide whether the grimoire stays level 1 or moves to a formal level 2 branch.” Cassandra’s eyes widened at that. “Level 2?” Celeste folded her arms. “Only if you earn it.”

The effect is greater depending on how deeply you’re trusted; gains a hypnotic effect at lv5] [Name a pet, you might just have it! (Level 1): The possibility of you taking that stubborn pet increases if you name it, even more if it likes its name! So don’t be a sucker at names or you lose your pets; becomes a taming ability at lv10] }

Step by step, their greed, selfishness, ingratitude, and betrayal drive them to the edge. Kindness was a choice, a virtue. It was not an obligation, especially not for those who don’t deserve it. I often thought that if I hadn’t had that car, that office building, those connections like Mr. Parker, maybe the person digging through trash under the bridge that night would have been me. This world is never gentle. Sometimes, it’s cruel. This was my final lesson for Winnie and Noah. However, the tuition was steep. Too steep that they would pay for it with their lives.

What the hell is wrong with this man? --- Back in the safety of my dorm, I open the Academy's main network app to calm my racing heart. Nothing calms me down like looking at money. The Academy has multiple public leaderboards. I click on the Solo Credit Ranking, my eyes scanning the top ten. Every single one of them is a Level 6 monster, and the absolute top ranker is sitting on over a hundred million credits. I click on my own profile. Balance: 450 Credits. I don't feel jealous. I just feel a cold, sharp surge of ambition.

She felt drained over the exhausting work. She had been spoiled and pampered from a young age. Everything had been spoon-fed to her. She had never done such laborious work before. As time went on, her resentment only intensified. Emerald struggled to swallow while Amelia fed her one day. As a result, she spilled food all over Amelia’s clothes. Amelia could no longer contain herself. She smashed the plate and shouted in anger.

It was excitement. They had been married for years without Silvia ever getting pregnant, and when they went in for tests, the doctor told them the problem was him. His sperm activity was extremely low. It was severe enough that natural conception was almost impossible. It was the deepest source of his insecurity, something he had never told anyone, not even Silvia or his own mother. Instead, he had watched Silvia drink those herbs and take those supplements again and again, using her suffering to hide his own flaws.

Those were only the step before it. Riley leaned back slightly, eyes unfocused as he ran the numbers again, not rushing, letting the logic settle properly instead of forcing it. He had enough materials for four real attempts at that level. Four chances. That wasn’t enough to rely on luck, which meant he needed consistency—at least fifty percent. Otherwise he’d burn through everything before getting a single result worth keeping. Three percent per level. Forge bonus. Hammer bonus. He let the numbers settle. “…level ten.” That was where it became viable. Not safe, but viable. Achievable, but not quickly.

"You're letting a mere surrogate look at your phone?" "Yeah," He said with a nod, his voice very soft. "You can look through it whenever you want. As much as you want." "Enough!" I shook him off, my eyes cold. "How long are you rich people going to keep playing these games? When the woman you loved died, your first thought wasn't to stay loyal to her. It was to spend money on a stand-in. After you find one, you put her on a pedestal when you're happy, then throw her into the bin once you get bored."