Golden Dreamland

Traversing parallel worlds, Lu Ban, who only wanted to make some money by making films, awaken a System, which granted him rewards every time he completed a task.
Awesome!
Wait a second, look under the bed at midnight? Piano sounds in a theater deserted for twenty years? The artist of an art exhibition gone missing? As Lu Ban completed these tasks, he realized that this world might be haunted!
This System is not normal.
He found that the System not only sent him on deadly explorations in forbidden places but also recorded all his near-death experiences as video material, and later even threw Lu Ban into the Indescribable Another World!
“Eh, if I edit these videos into a movie, wouldn't that be the perfect horror film?”
Lu Ban began to understand everything.
Thus, within the Foreign Domain, legends about the Ancient Overlord and the Indescribable horror began to spread.
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Another title of this book is "Strange Descent, Filming in Cthulhu's World" "What Did I Do Wrong to Live a Streamer's Life in an Infinite World?" "I, the Investigator, Excel at Getting in Over My Head"
Keywords: Cthulhu, Original Infinite Streams, Myth-making, Roleplaying, Silly, Psychotic, a novel that heals the heart, light and enjoyable.

I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords

Lu Ban's heart skipped a beat when he saw the fresh green on Hunter's hand.


Hunter looked at Lu Ban blankly, seemingly unaware of what had happened.


At that moment, the two had just emerged from the maze constructed of wild grass and approached the bus.


The wildgrass, previously flattened by the bus's tires, was now standing erect again, attempting to envelop the vehicle.


Stone and Mary had returned to the inside of the bus, only opening the doors and waiting for Lu Ban and "Hunter."


The two got on one after the other, closing the bus door tightly behind them.


That hand no longer resembled that of a human.


Bones, blood vessels, muscles were all gone.


Only the hard wood remained, along with the lush grass and twisting vines.


His arm was gradually transforming into a plant.


In the blink of an eye, Hunter's entire left hand had turned to wood and was rapidly spreading toward his shoulder.


045. On the Brink of Death Green_1