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

At the moment the Iron Lizard froze, its gaze seemed to be drawn to something, looking deep into the dense forest.


A beam of light burst forth from the midst of the forest, engulfing the upper body of the Iron Lizard at a speed beyond the capture of the naked eye.


The light was thick and blindingly bright, temporarily robbing all players of their vision, plunging the whole world into a flickering black and white.


In front of this pillar of light, the colossal Iron Lizard seemed no more than a small lizard; it couldn't react in time before the light overwhelmed it.


Old Eggplant clung tightly to the hilt of his sword, fearful of being thrown off. He too saw that light, which was like the redemption of the Goddess of Dawn, giving him a sense of relief.


This was the power of the extraordinary, capable of defeating even such a massive monster within the light.


Old Eggplant felt the sanctified power.


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