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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"Super Soldier Serum, tsk, it's a pity it's not some top-tier 50/50 balance. But in terms of combat power, it can reach up to rank 5—just the price is a bit steep. Martial Artists and Secret Spirit Masters can extend their life by 500 years after reaching rank 5, but these Super Soldiers can only live for 5 years." 


"The cost, relative to cultivating a rank 5 Martial Artist or Secret Spirit Master, is much lower, but their combat effectiveness naturally falls short since they inherently lack spiritual attributes, relying more on quantity for victory." 


"Not that it can't be improved, but the Duke Federation is just thinking about cutting costs. They could even mess up bioengineering." Qin Muye quipped.


Chapter 385: Super Soldier Serum