Shadow Monarch: Heroines Could Hear My Thoughts?! - Chapter 80-The World Ls TrulyUnforgiving

Qi Tian was determined to design the most advanced aircraft engine but accidentally lost his life while saving others. He then transmigrated to the National Master Manor in the Cultivation World and became a disciple of the National Master, with an extra engine appearing inside him.Whether it's enemies or spirit stones and elixir, they all can serve as fuel for his engine. With the engine roaring, his cultivation journey is as unstoppable as a flying plane.As a National Master, he assists in setting up emperors and selecting heirs. The nation thrives, and the people live in peace.As a cultivator, he sweeps away all kinds of spirits and demons. Emperors bow their heads, and warlords make way.What did you say? A monk wants to bring three great demon cultivators through here? Can you tell them that my engine needs an upgrade?[This book is written in a refreshing style, making reading easy and relaxing. Your support is greatly appreciated.]

Hi there, I’m Chen Mo, as you’ve already noticed from my name, I’m a main character profile, or at least that’s how it was supposed to be. For legal reasons, I won’t be disclosing my real name, I’m a typical corporate slave working 996 at a game development company.Although I hate it, its not all that bad, I hop on with my non-existent friends every now and then doing the usual stuff, yk, cranking 90s, getting the Ws(never) and reading some dogshit wuxia novels with negative translations but I still make it work.That was my life until I was transmigrated into the world of cultivation and took over my boy Chen Mo’s profile RIP lol. Chen Mo’s your typical MC profile, yk, has talent, then gets spiritual roots removed or whatever, engagement annulled, just the usual stuff.Anyway, enough about that, during my transmigration, I somehow got to keep my programmer job, don’t ask how idk either. To pay tribute to my boy Chen Mo for taking his account before he had his heaven defying opportunity to take revenge, I’ll build a sect for all MC profiles in the world. Your engagement got annulled? here’s a cultivation system, your sect got destroyed? here’s a god-level cultivation technique, your spiritual roots are broken? here’s some more.

Noan transmigrated to a world that blends advanced technology and magic, with countless gates leading to other strange worlds.In that world, he took over the body of a young man of the same name who had just died.He realised that in this world, he was one of the 0.1% of the population who had the ability to become a landlord and had the right to go to mysterious lands to build territories.However, he was only a Rank F lord, the lowest and weakest rank in the landlord rankings.Besides, his family was like blood-sucking demons. Not only did he wear out his labour, but his younger brother was also jealous of him becoming a landlord, so he hired thugs to beat him to death.Fortunately, the 'old Noan' died, giving the 'new Noan' a body to live again.This Noan was not a coward; he was not weak like the 'old Noan'.And of course, the goddess of luck smiled upon him. Although he is only a Rank F Landlord, who can only summon useless Skeletons, he possesses the only Rank SSS talent in the world - Almighty Fusion.He can fuse ordinary skeletons and transform them into the King of the Undead, the lord of hell.He can help a weak succubus become the almighty fallen angel.He can turn a small lizard into the King of Dragons, the nightmare of all creatures.Besides, Noan also begins to lift the curtain that has hidden the truth about the new lands.

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