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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"The development of Ailache's wasteland reclamation seems a bit slow, go and lend a hand," said the demon-hunting layman slowly.


"Thank you, my Lord," the devil hero's eyes gleamed with a hint of sharpness. For him, power struggles were trivial; what mattered was the delegation of powers to him.


"Are Ancient Gods really that powerful?" the True Dragon Emperor murmured to himself.


"Perhaps... If I kill Wang Junzi and the demon-hunting layman, and then take over their territories, will I then have enough strength?" Zhu Ming's expression was gloomy.


"What a pity, without enough instance scrolls. If I had them and received another X-level evaluation reward, maybe I could break the stalemate."


"If only that Lord of the Red Wind Territory would serve me, my Ministry of Industry is still in need of a Chief of Staff," Zhu Ming sighed.


Chapter 185: Talent - Simulator, Talent - Insight into Everything