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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"Hmph, let's test it one more time, have the quest issuer do the task. But such unusual behavior further shows that this person has ghosts in his heart, he needs to be guarded against."


"Since that's the case, I'll have that *** Lord work for me. I want the bloodline of the Three-eyed Clan, and I even plan to use this matter for justice, demanding an apology from the other party, or else I will let them know the consequences through the Noble Code."


"If I obtain these belongings, reaching Rank 6 is possible, and then I'll let this upstart know what it means to respect the hierarchy—never think that just because you're in the Otherworld, a bumpkin is still a bumpkin!"


"In a time without heroes, it's absurd that nobodies become famous. To think that I, a great Magistrate, would be plotted against by such a brainless person—it's utterly infuriating."


Chapter 447: Playing Dumb, Who Can't Do That