I Gave Up Being Stronger - Chapter 461

Shao Xuan joins a friend in his expedition to a recently discovered archaeological cave. After he picks up an ordinary looking stone he is teleported to a different world and wakes up in the body of a small orphan child. The world he is in now is still in its stone age with primitive tools made of stone and the ways of the people are savage. Savage isn’t the only thing special about the people though, because they have superhuman strength, jump higher than trees and punch stones. In short, they are able to cultivate their bodies. Despite all this, it is a real struggle to survive because of the scarcity of food. Together with Caesar, his pet wolf, he tries to survive in this cruel world.

I became a mage character from my favorite game.

After the final high school exams, Zheng Qing didn't go to the long-desired Imperial University. Instead, he packed his bags, hugged his fox, followed an enigmatic notice, and ventured into an unknown university.Here, there was no advanced math, English, or political philosophy; they were replaced with divination, astronomy, and the philosophy of magic.Extracurriculars here involved demon hunting,And the hobbies were curious and diverse.He would sail the sea of learning and climb the mountain of books.This bewildered young man started his tumultuous journey as a wizard.(Group created: Six Two Three Eight Five Eight Nine Three One, you're welcome to join.)

In a realm where even the faintest shadows whisper untold tales, I came to realize that the forgotten often hold the most powerful narratives.As an avid admirer of the world's most beloved series, I never imagined that one night's rest would pull me into its very fabric.“Why on earth am I stuck in this world? And why, of all people, am I him?”I had become Arthur Nightingale—Class A’s most unremarkable student. A magic swordsman barely worthy of mention, ranked 8th among the first-years. A mere footnote in the grand story.Still, with this body’s abilities and my own insider knowledge, I figured I could carve out a peaceful life. Or so I believed.“This was the only way,” the voice repeated, resolute. “The only way to stop her.”Little did I know how truly unique Arthur Nightingale was—or the path this journey would force me to take...