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?

"A deity intertwined with civilization—this is somewhat troublesome," Qin Muye rubbed his forehead, having extracted all the intelligence within the main control system.


He knew not much, but not little either.


For instance, he was aware of The Cradle Project but was unaware of the specific implementation process, as he himself was a main control system responsible for supervision; from the start, Divine authority, Nobles, and most others were steered by him, and the results were quite satisfactory.


Before Qin Muye's arrival, at least no problems had occurred, and everything was running smoothly; he even created numerous artificial deities to maintain overall order.


A system focused on overall planning and supervision could hardly be expected to go to battle—who would bring a monitoring probe to wrestle with the enemy amidst the storm of blades and swords?


Chapter 455: Companions of Civilization