Anotoki

What would you do if your source of strength was coming from flowers?

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The world had entered the greatest age of Explorers. Dungeons, labyrinths, mazes, hidden realms were all scattered throughout the land. They contain treasures and mysterious powers, waiting to be explored and conquered.

But most peculiar of them all was The Great Tower, it was a dungeon built by the Emperor of Humanity.


What was it you ask? In it, infinite wealth awaits! Everything a human wished for was all there.

Fame, glory, power, and most important of all was becoming the next ruler of mankind.
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Reincarnated into another world, Xu An found himself as a young boy who lived in a small hut. One day, he ate a petal of a mysterious flower, granting him a strange book in his mind that allowed him to cultivate by eating a flower?!


"This doesn't make any sense and is ridiculous!" Xu An cursed, didn't know whether to laugh or cry.


This was an unforgettable tale of a man, no, a group of outlaws who petrified the world down to its core.
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Note: This story is not suitable for those who jump to the conclusion quickly and are disappointed when everything not going the way you expected.

Have no editors, editors are the readers :)
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IMPORTANT:
The novel undergoes a heavy edit so please bear with me should you find something that doesn't make sense!

Eternal Realm of Tranquil Insanity

"If we give our blood. Even a tiny drop. It'd only invite great calamity to us. Savior, please do understand."

"Un, I understand. You don't need to give it."

"Why do you want our blood in the first place, savior?"

"Call me Reizen. It feels weird. I'm doing this because I want to, not because of something else. If you agree, I'll answer your question." Reizen grasped the elder's character quickly. If he didn't say that, the elder would insist on calling him a savior. He ain't no savior and people see him as a guy going here and there to save a bunch of people. It wasn't his thing.

The elder looked reluctant. His expression proved Reizen right, "Fine, I'll call you with your name. But if it's alright, may I add 'sir,' in front of your name?"

Reizen didn't want to but he also was not fond of the idea of prolonging the discussion.

"Thank you, sir Reizen," he said politely.

About to Erupt