Second Life Ranker Novels & Stories

He paused for a beat before saying, "You will get your one-off reward for breaking into the rankings for the first time. You will also get a reward for staying in the rankings, to be accumulated every day and paid out every month. The higher your ranking is, the more rewards you accumulate. Do you understand, kids? You have to work hard. Of course, those who didn't make the rankings have to work hard too. Mystic Stones accumulation is still based on your achievements, except your rewards will be fewer than those who are in the rankings." "Let me put it this way. This kid who is in the 69th place can accumulate approximately 30 stones a month." "Um…" Xiao Chen was feeling pretty awkward. To t

Luna grinned and teased BaoBao, "The one you let slip before?" BaoBao turned red in the face then lightly coughed and continued, "The system market is really a market. But it's superior in the sense that it sells almost anything and everything you'd ever need! Things are ranked from SS to D according to their usefulness and quality. Based on your performance, the administrators are free to award you any number of redemption at their discretion. For our contribution to the library of knowledge, we get to redeem one ranked SS item. For our overall performance, we get to redeem one S ranked item!" "What are the SS ranked items?"

"Minerva silver rank, stage four, your Mastery is hazardous it is quite red in colour. Uraraka, pro gold rank, stage one, basic Mastery. Isekai crystal rank, stage seven, mastery and finally Oriol, pro silver rank, stage three, advanced ranking. You all passed," Emma said as the tokens she has collected before floated back to the group. "seriously, something tells me that we won't have failed even if we only destroyed one puppet, a stage two, zero mastery and one rank," Oriol said as he caught his token. "right you won't have failed but you will be assigned to the most shitty class, this place makes use of power hierarchy and it shows from the way they rank the class, which is from F being

The country is ranked up to first in saving nature and ecological systems with magic and high technical standards. "Fuck my life." I groaned and let my head down.

I tugged my strand behind my ear, “H—How many ranks are there?” She tilted her head to her left, “You are a smart girl, aren't you?” I knew I was and it was your notes of tone that basically told me, thank you. “…Yes, there are ranks. Three ranks in total for Red Catalogue; Silver, Golden and Platinum. And you are lucky to fall in the golden package category without work, your looks make you worth it already,” I wasn’t unaware that my looks could get me high jobs and finally here we were. The day had arrived. “I hope you won’t disappoint me at work,”

"Damn! I forgot about that!" [New Mission: 'Recruit the Global Indomie Master Juror'] [Objective: Recruit the Zombi Food Vlogger BOSS as the Global Indomie Master Juror.] [Sub-mission: Obtain an 'Upgrade Camera (Durable & Anti-Cringe)' for the Zombi Food Vlogger BOSS.] [Sub-mission: Build an 'Anti-Disgust Tasting Lab (Sterile & Content-Friendly)' for Vlogger BOSS.] [Rewards: 'Master Chef Buff' (Level 5), 'Global Indomie Master Juror Status' (For Vlogger BOSS), and 'Mad Chef Reputation' (Global)!]

Finally, I opened the B-rank instance list and found his name there. Then I scrolled down to the bottom of the C-rank instance list and saw Winnie. There were four ranks in total for horror game instances. The hardest was S, and the easiest was C. I almost laughed. So these two, who only played low-rank instances, had the nerve to stand here bragging like this? I looked at Winnie. “Do you even know which instance lobby you’re in? “S-rank! “Are you sure your B-rank boyfriend and your C-rank self can take dozens of people through this alive?”

I was the only one who knew what a trap this was. In my past life, I'd agreed to take this job because I'd been desperate to repay my ex-boss. The man I was supposed to care for was indeed the retired founder of a company, but he was a psycho. The first thing he'd asked me to do was to take off his pants while he'd been in bed.

"All of you students were received in special ways. You just don't remember." "I don't remember anything special happening when I got enrolled." A girl counters as she steps forward. She's tall with blonde hair, and sharp facial features. She's the classical high school bully. She glares at me. "Late and clueless. Typical surface dweller." I don't have time for this. I sigh and look away. "All ranks are displayed on the orb," the professor says, gesturing toward a glowing crystal in the room's center. Names appear midair—Morien: Rank 9. Maddox: Rank 8. Miles: Rank 8. At the very bottom, I see my name, Maya Carter, with a U sign. "What's that?"

The livestream chat was buzzing with comments. I grabbed the gasoline can from the garage and splashed it all over the door, couch, and curtains without any hesitation. "Holy shit, is she crazy? Is she really live-streaming herself burning her mansion down?" "Isn't this mansion worth like 15 million dollars? How could she just burn it down like that?" "I don't think she'd actually burn it all down. She's probably just doing this for clout." "I think I recognize her. Isn't she the richest heiress in the city who just got engaged recently?"