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 quickly remembered his first night of revelry in Abandoned Capital.


Of those who were traveling with him at the time, only the inexperienced young man called Stone survived.


It was from Stone that Lu Ban had first learned about the author Ancient Capital, and now, in investigating Ancient Capital's disappearance, he once again encountered Stone, a connection that seemed almost destined.


Cui Siter was somewhat surprised, as after all, Lu Ban was clearly not from Abandoned Capital, this foreign domain; the people he could know would have to be those he met on a job.


And for a typical job in Silent Lands, either the pedestrians would die or get hurt. It just felt odd for someone to stand here in such good shape.


Lu Ban answered as he sized up Stone. The once frail boy had now become quite handsome, even in an ill-fitting old suit he had a dashing quality, completely different from the menacing thugs beside him.


223. Stealing books is not considered theft_1