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

Cui Siter could almost guess what was written in the manuscript of the novel without having to read it carefully.


It was nothing more than everything they had encountered after arriving at Beihan Town.


Enough, Cui Siter thought, it was already enough.


"Where exactly is the Ancient Capital, what exactly is all this, stop playing games, I can't take it anymore."


Cui Siter pulled out a revolver, not the one he usually used, but the more powerful "Mimic Solar Flare".


If necessary, Cui Siter could completely reduce this church to dust and ashes with one shot; by then, it wouldn't matter where the Ancient Capital was hidden, since it would all be solved with a single blast.


The experiences of this period had been extremely torturous for him, feeling as if his every action was being manipulated, presented under someone else's writing, which made Cui Siter extremely doubtful of his own self.


"There's no need to rush, when you can see my lord, you will see him immediately."


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