The Lord of Taibai Water

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."

Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?

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"More importantly, there are records that after the Wanwu Superior died, the founder of the Yuan Dynasty spared no effort to accompany him in death, selecting three thousand boys and girls for the sacrificial entombment."


"Well, actually the relic isn't really difficult, I've made a brief deduction of the relic structure from the records, it's just that there's a small problem." Qin Muye said.


"Cough, Professor Li, let's skip the next part of the introduction, shall we? Whatever you say, we will do." The Head of the bureau said with some excitement.


"No problem is big enough for Professor Li to just mention it." The Head of the bureau quickly declared his stance upon seeing this.


"That's good, if the treasure vault is real, there are some minor matters for which I would need all of you to do me a favor." Qin Muye said politely.


Chapter 243: Tying up a Community of Shared Interests