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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"I need to establish a laboratory here, I need to conduct comprehensive research on the Heroic Spirit Land." After some thought, Qin Muye decided to make the Heroic Spirit Land her home base.


"Damn, why are people like this nowadays? Even the mud is stolen, and I discovered it first! I let them off once before, but now they're pushing their luck. I have to slaughter them all!" Qin Muye cursed unhappily.


"Which basically means this stuff is actually the raw material for the main character aura."


"Since it wasn't stolen, where did that ten percent go?"


"It seems like this is indeed a treasure trove, and it can now be confirmed that this is similar to a cataclysmic disaster of the world."


"Sadly, having the raw materials isn't useful; there's no manufacturing process."


Chapter 505: The Delayed Catastrophe