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."

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"..." Qin Muye really wanted to curse the fool, but when he thought that this composite entity of the World's Son was just a new life born less than five minutes ago, he held back, understanding it was normal for it to lack experience.


"Release the interval between the ecological simulation chambers, and formally initiate the final project of the World's Son."


"Tell me, where do you come from? I have never seen you in the Heart of the World?" The being of light didn't make a rash move because it realized it was surrounded.


"Tell me, where is the Heart of the World, and how should one reach it?" Qin Muye silently issued the order to strike in the Magic Network.


Chapter 395: World's Son·Civilization