Moloxiv

In a modern world where cultivators need a place to cultivate or vent their boredom, there are private businesses that set up instance dungeons with the aid of technology and cultivation magic to enable cultivators to train and commoners to experience the life of cultivation. They are called dungeon suppliers.

Xie Jin's one and only dream was to be a dungeon supplier and when his only relative passed away, the relative's inheritance gave him a plot of land and surprisingly, a 'System' Module which the relative had previously used. 

With the help of the system, Xie Jin decided to pursue his dream of becoming the number one dungeon supplier.

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(13/8/2020) Author's opinion: At this point, this book had hundreds of chapters worth of content which I had planned for a long time. If you wish to undertake the book and appreciate the story, please read it up till chapter 300s to understand the sudden twist in chapter 100s.

i will admit that during that time, I am still a young budding author and could have expressed the story better in the early hundred chapters. But I assure you the story development is worth it. 




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Number One Dungeon Supplier

"Actually, I remember seeing that ugly smut during the Second World War, and that one had been artificially created. Not sure about this one. Could be the same." Kraft chimed as he had his own means to watch the broadcast the System was streaming. One hand on the trigger of his gun and the other holding his phone.

"Oh man, Jin's stunned body expression is as good as his stunned face." Kraft grinned as he took a phone screenshot of the stream while shooting a rat's face off. The bullets from his signature gun No Mercy did not stop there and continued to pierce some other rats' armours before they came back and joined the other bullets which were hovering around Kraft.

The crafty fox used his chi to manipulate the shot bullets, and he turned it into some 'protective' offensive barrier with the projectiles circling around him while he watched the following broadcast.

Hand Tentacles