Eternal Night Knight

Here is Felen.
In this world, myriad intelligent races nurture the tree of life, with humans merely on the ascent.
Elves, Dwarves, Gnomes, Demi-Humans, Sea Elves, Merfolk—all inhabit their secluded island cities, while the wilderness teems with settlements of Goblins, Hobgoblins, Orcs, Jackalweres, Gnolls, and diverse Monster Tribes.
Each intelligent race meticulously tends to their affairs for survival and the perpetuation of their kind.
From the Fairy Wilderness to the Shadow Plane, the Ether Plane, and the Starry Realm—countless planes entwine with the Material Plane, blending seamlessly.
In their God Kingdoms, the Gods scheme and vie for worship, manipulating all beings as pawns in their cosmic game.
Within the depths of the Hell Abyss, devils and demons whisper, lusting after mortal souls.
An ancient evil lies dormant, awaiting the world's descent into another cycle of chaos.
The echoes of the Giant Empire still resonate across this ancient land.
The colossal shadows of Giant Dragons still darken the skies of this realm.
Gaven, the Legendary Warrior reborn, assumes the mantle of Fate Reshaper, threading through the fissures of destiny. With his prophetic foresight, he charts a careful and strategic path, shaping a future of his own making and averting impending tragedy.
Gaven embarks on an unorthodox journey of magic farming—Gnolls mine for him, Fairies tend his fields, and Giants lead his charges. For indeed, Magic Farming is the true road to supremacy.
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In this Lord's tale of Magic Farming, the narrative may unfold slowly, so please extend a measure of patience and support.
Preparation is extensive, with a swift writing pace, ample drafts in reserve, and an unwavering commitment to integrity.

Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

The Pikespirit maiden kept saying no, no, but her smooth body kept wriggling into Gaven's embrace.


Especially now that this wasn't merely a dream but a soul interaction, the sensations were even more distinct. Not to mention the spring-fevered maiden was trembling a bit, even Gaven felt he was about to lose control.


He hurriedly spoke to stop her, "Nicole, Nicole, wake up, wake up, stop dreaming, stop dreaming…"


"Don't bother me, don't bother me, let me sleep a little longer, let me sleep a little longer…" Nicole responded groggily, acting like a little girl who didn't want to get out of bed, thinking someone was trying to wake her.


Her little head burrowed even more determinedly into Gaven's chest.


"Nicole, you're not in a dream right now…" Left without a choice, Gaven had to use his psychic ability.


The condensed psychic energy, like a needle, pricked sharply into the consciousness of the Pikespirit maiden.


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