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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"The Dove has decent mobility, but it's quite like dancing on the edge of a knife. If an 8th rank Insect Race showed up, I'm afraid it would have to come back for revival," Qin Muye said with some concern.


"Although they are low level, their genes are encrypted at a high level. Indeed, they are a race specialized in evolution."


"Wasn't the Super-Space Transmission Channel unusable before?" Qin Muye asked with some confusion.


"Insect Nest Thought Network? Although I've isolated it, there are still remnants."


"They're all low-level Insects. It seems the high-rank Insects on the Insect Nest Planet still look down on us, as, to this point, they've only sent reinforcements instead of handling us themselves."


Chapter 360: Insect Nest Thinking and Ghost Energy Decryption