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Alter Dimension: Lucky Dungeon Master

Alex, a young man with ambition but unfortunate life. He grew up as an orphan and from a very young age, learned to stand on his own feet. Barely making a living by searching through the dumpsite for things that could be sold. One day, when he came back home from the dumpsite, Alex decided to rest on the new sofa that he got from the dumpsite just the other day. But unexpectedly something magical happened to him. A stone inlaid on the sofa suddenly brought him to an alternate dimension! And there, Alex rise started, controlling the luck of the world. Everything runs through his favor. Whenever a problem comes up, it gets solve unknowingly. When he lacks money, gold suddenly fell down from the sky. Opening a treasure chest will always give great rewards. Lottery is nonsense, he will win no matter what. When a strong monster is about to kill him, it will trip on a rock and have its head explode, dying by itself. That's how against the sky he is! From then on, Alex became known as 'Fortune', the one who controls luck!

YouthGod · Fantasy
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216 Chs

Because I Am Overpowered!

Customers started coming in with the help of Don's lackey promoting it outside.

Because of that, Alex also started becoming busy inside the kitchen.

After cooking for a couple of hour, Alex, who's chopping meat in the kitchen, frowned,

"As the boss, I shouldn't need to personally cook, right?"

"Should I hire a chef?"

Saying that, Alex subconsciously moved his eyes to Don outside the kitchen.

Last night, when Don and his group came to the restaurant, Alex used [Inspect] on them.

That's when he saw that Don, the leader of a gang, actually had [Chef] as his class!

Alex was a bit surprised by this but didn't care about it too much.

Because of that, now Alex decided to make Don the chef of his Lucky Restaurant!

So, while cooking, Alex called Don.

"Don!"

Hurriedly, Don entered the kitchen and asked, "Boss, is there something you need?"

Alex nodded, "Yeah, come here, I want to ask you something."

Walking closer, Don asked, "What is it, Boss?"