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?

Qian Tong widened his eyes; his apartment was located by the road, which usually bustled with traffic, but today's sudden quietness gave him an uneasy feeling.


Then he got up to take a look, and the scene before his eyes shocked him.


He saw the hustle and bustle of cars on the road not far away and the flickering neon lights signifying that everything was normal, which meant the abnormality was with him.


"Damn, what is this mess?" cursed Qian Tong as he walked out. "Looks like stress syndrome is playing tricks again."


Just as he opened the door, he was greeted by an endless darkness rushing towards him, the world twisted beyond measure, and a massive presence loomed over everyone's heads.


For a moment, Qian Tong felt a pain in the back of his head, as if a huge hole had been drilled into it.


Chapter 348: Positioning, Virtual World