Space Wormhole Trickster

In the Global High Martial Era, space-type superpowers are universally defined by textbooks as "low-tier storage of size measured by volume." Lin Que's awakened space aperture is only as big as a washbasin, not even enough to fit a standard long saber. He is immediately branded with the shameful label of "F-rank trash." Right from the start, he suffers a double betrayal from the campus belle and a rich young master, and is locked in a beast cage to be fed to a bear. At the critical moment of life and death, the [Immoral Space System] awakens—by making enemies break down, get dumbfounded, and have their mentality explode, he can earn breakdown points and infinitely upgrade his space ability! The High Martial World thus welcomes its first concept-level trickster with absolutely no moral bottom line. Pilfering without leaving empty-handed: [Petty Theft]—a telekinetic grab, and the enemy's belt, dentures, and life-saving trump cards all become Lin Que's spoils. Borrowing a knife to kill: [Space Wormhole]—opened casually, the ultimate move thrust by a villain emerges the next second from behind his own father or the tyrant bear's butt. From the Jiangcheng dean to the prodigies of Jiangnan aristocratic families, from the Martial University challenge tower to the abyss frontlines, countless powerhouses stare at their empty belts and looted vaults, their mentality completely collapsing. Years later, on the fully live-streamed arena, Lin Que spreads his hands with an innocent look: "To be reasonable, I'm just an F-rank squishy space-type. They were the ones who insisted on taking off their underpants and stuffing them into my pocket—it really has nothing to do with me!" — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Space Wormhole Trickster — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠