Jobless Reincarnation New Episode นิยาย & เรื่องราว

In the end, Lancelot will be thrown away by Avery and will be murdered by the crown prince’s assassins. Heck, I’m even one of those mob character that are going to die after a month here, what am I gonna do? I heaved a long sigh. The heavens probably despise me or something, with them reincarnating me in this world just to experience death. I might have an idea why the divinity dislikes me, but... Is being an antisocial really irks the heaven? Are there something wrong with their mind? This is unfair. “Master?”

Sylvio did not want to believe it, but he had to accept this fact. How big was the universe? How many civilizations were there? Every day, countless civilizations were destroyed, and countless civilizations rose. Life and death was a cycle. Even if Leila were destroyed, a new civilization would be born here after endless years. This cycle was called reincarnation. Leila had already reached this point. When Elora felt her vitality draining rapidly, she knew Lufian was getting stronger again. Meanwhile, David had just finished recovering from his injuries, so could he fight Lufian?

We had both been born here, so unless either of us had fake memories or reincarnation was a thing, I couldn’t see how that was possible. Rem let out another hum of thought before he looked back down to me, his hand finding the back of my head and softly stroking it, almost affectionately. I hadn’t quite explained the story Elder Roz had told me, but Rem could get the basic idea from my thoughts. After a moment he said, “reincarnation doesn’t happen too often, and usually depends on the God or spirits involved, but it does and has happened before. Maybe that’s why this is all familiar, or maybe not. I know we’ll be fine, it’s just unsettling a little.”

Reincarnation is in sight, she doesn't want to miss this opportunity. Rail is the same, he still maintains his job performance. Picking up souls that will die and humans who end their lives by compulsion, namely suicide. Rail is also busy supervising all the performance of his subordinates who had declined due to many problems in the holy land, heaven. He didn't completely get rid of the feeling, in fact in his heart his love for Ardina grew stronger and stronger. Until he completely forgot the time.

"That's impossible... I saw him..." "Saw what?" I pushed the door open and walked into the office. Gauze was still wrapped around my forehead, but my eyes were clear. "Saw my father and I trapped in the fire?" Senna's head snapped up, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You... How..." I let out a cold laugh and came to a stop beside Maggie. "Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too."

The feeling of nothing holding my weight anywhere. The last clear picture I had was of myself standing in a hospital corridor with a termination letter and a burnout-syndrome diagnosis in my hands. Jared, freshly promoted to Director, was strolling out of the OB-GYN wing with his arm around Stephanie. He glanced at me. "Chloe. For old times' sake, I'll do you a favor." "There's still an electronics plant hiring out on the West Side. Assembly line work. Screwing bolts onto circuit boards. Should suit you at this point."

Watching the others gleefully fill in the job application forms, I finally lost all hope. As they were all busy, none of them had any mind to pay me any attention. Sure, Zachary had taken away my phone, but I still had a smart watch that could make calls! Hunkering down in a corner, I stealthily dialled 911. The instant a voice came over the line, I said lowly, "Help! There's illegal labor activity going on here, and I'm in danger! We're currently at Peach Street—" Before I could finish saying the address, Zachary rushed over, ripped my watch off, and smashed it against the ground.

He threw down the jackhammer and called to his workers to leave. Tom blocked his path and grabbed him by the collar. "Where do you think you're going? Trying to skip out on the job? Nobody leaves until the work is done, or I'm going to make sure you pay for it badly!" The two men started shoving each other. Just then, a crisp cracking sound came through the surveillance feed. It was not loud, but it cut through the chaotic argument with piercing clarity. Everyone froze in place. The tiles in the corner suddenly shattered, and a large chunk of concrete crashed down next to Tom's feet. Next, the floor started tilting.

Lucinda didn’t sleep that night. Her hands shook violently as she paced her bedroom, whispering to herself. “It wasn’t supposed to go wrong… They were supposed to just scare her… Not— Not get caught— Not fail—” Her phone buzzed with an anonymous message: “The men you hired have been arrested. The girl survived.” Lucinda dropped her phone. Her breath came short and fast, panic crashing over her. No. No, this couldn’t be happening. If Mom found out she hired criminals— If Grandpa Thomas connected the dots—

His voice dropped to a whisper so thin it barely touched the air. “They lied to you, Silas.” My stomach dropped. “The second chance in life they promised?” he continued. “It’s not a return. You don’t go back to your real world. You become a worker for the system.” “Worker,” I repeated. “You were either going to be processed into a guard like me, barely any free will, brain fog, constant directives or assigned to kitchen duty. The ones who prepare meals.” I blinked. “So basically… reincarnation as a corporate slave.”