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

The Forest Ranger collapsed on the ground, blood spurting from the wounds in his hands but swiftly turning into ice, stopping the blood in a certain sense, yet his complexion was pale, as if he might go into shock at any moment.


What was most astonishing, however, was that even so, his cheeks twitched, and he writhed on the ground like an insect, crawling towards the dagger, trying to let the dagger pierce his own body.


When he realized he couldn't do it, he began to hit his head against the ground, trying to kill himself.


But when he lifted his head, Jonah twisted his fist, and the Forest Ranger lost all his strength, collapsing limply to the ground.


"Thank goodness I have a habit of keeping a Mage Hand."


Jonah felt somewhat relieved, but even more worried.


With a casual wave of his hand, he summoned some straw and felt, wrapping up the injured man, then packaged him up altogether, lifting him up through the air.


264. The Third Demonic Tide_1