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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'Sure enough, he doesn't know, but it probably isn't anything serious. In my past life, I never heard of any major crises occurring around this time.'


'Even if there was, it wouldn't have been a big deal. It must have been quelled.'


'It seems I need to enhance some superpowers for psychic defense.'


'I wonder which ambitious schemers are at it again; such petty tricks are really not presentable.'


"Hmm, going to an interstellar relic, I've already bought the ticket, you just wait," Wang Wei glanced at Xue San and to be honest, he suspected this guy wasn't famous in his past life because he died too early, and the likely cause of death was his dull mind.


"Okay, thank you. If there's a need, I'll be sure to come knocking," Wang Wei, being the kind of man who wouldn't hit a smiling face, accepted the business card.


Chapter 550: The Far Voyage Parasite