Naming Technique of the Night - Chapter 817 - 491, Regression_2

Elena, who spent her entire life as a cold-blooded female knight to avenge her family, ended up dying without claiming her revenge. When she opened her eyes she found that she went back into the past. By day she was a lady in a dress, and at night she carried a sword to change history and prevent her family’s destruction.

I, Kang Woojin, was quitting my design work and became a jobless person. The next day, my friend took me to auditions and I was forced to perform.

As i was given a script, the void space appeared in my mind and forced me to relive the character.

I got stabbed. Became a serial killer. Became an Exorcist.

As I become an actor, the misunderstandings keeps growing day by day.

This is a world where technology and the supernatural exist. There are demonic beasts, wars between species, evolution, and danger everywhere. Fortunately, humans aged between 16 to 18 will have the chance to activate certain genes and become gene warriors.

Gene warriors will enter a wonderous World of Origination and begin their adventure there. They will seek treasure and copy extraordinary genes to gain wondrous strength, becoming the main power against danger.

Lu Yuan transmigrated to this world, bringing with him a cube that can evolve genes without limits.

I woke up with a start.

I have transmigrated, am handsome, and have the golden touch. I am going to win at this! Am I going to be the protagonist?!

I, Lu Yuan, am definitely going to become the pillar of the human race!

“I’m gonna live with Irene for the rest of my life.”

“….. What?”

“I said, I won’t get married and I’ll spend the rest of my life with Irene!”

I wish I heard it wrong. Regrettably, I couldn’t stop Claudia.

“As long as I have Irene, I don’t need anything else.”

The three men looked at each other, then glared at me with angry eyes.

The insane obsession of The Crown Prince’s possessiveness, the smiling Duke yet something malice hid underneath him, and the cold eyes of The Knight that sent chill to my bones. It’s as if they regarded me as their rival.

“Shit. What kind of situation is this?”