Tai Bai Water Lord

The world was destroyed, the apocalypse descended, a new era began, and the right to survive as a Lord was granted to every person.
Domains, Heroes, Troops, Treasures, Resources—all of the countless servers constructed by the myriad continents were opened up.
Qin Muye looked at his panel, which was akin to cannon fodder, and his domain with its damaged suffix, and felt a strong urge to cry but no tears would come.
No divine talent, no hidden hints, no overpowered Profession.
"If that's the case, then I'll just have to adapt and live in a different way."

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"Well, compared to suffering torment and atonement in the Place of Suffering, Tartarus, working on an assembly line screwing in bolts is truly bliss."


"It seems that this world no longer requires Spirit Monsters to come over, and I'm in luck too; among the souls of the dead, there are quite a few talents."


"Of course, wouldn't it be better if we could attract other Titans and tie them to our chariot for conquest in other worlds?"


"Okay, then I shall take my leave now," Qin Muye said and left.


"Alright, Dionysus, what do you want me to do?" Hades sighed and spoke.


"That is, when there's an enemy we can't defeat, then we'll have to trouble Your Majesty Hades to take action," Qin Muye said.


"Just that?" Hades was somewhat bemused.


Chapter 175: Starting a Factory in the Netherworld