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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"..." Qin Muye was at a loss for words. Had he not anticipated that the Insect Race would act so quickly?


"Transform it into a virus type, using the Insect Nest Thought Network directly as a breeding ground, might be worth a try, yet the optimization difficulty has increased."


"Still need some modifications, otherwise, if you ask me to deploy Ghost Energy Seeds one by one, it probably won't be an easy task. It's best to utilize the brain worm's Insect Nest Thought Network."


"Alright, what seems normal is the biggest abnormality, let's just conclude that the Great Nether Dynasty has lost its defenses due to full infiltration by the Insect Race."


"Could it be the Insect Race that made a move? No way, my Protection is flawless, and I haven't detected anything wrong recently," Qin Muye frowned.


"Perhaps, I could think of a different method?"


Chapter 363: Ghost Energy Seed, Incubator of Thoughts