Wraithwood Botanist - Chapter 121 - Harvest Rules

Military technology is an important criterion for measuring the strength of a country’s national defense.

Powerful weapons and equipment can kill thousands of troops, kill thousands of miles away, and redefine war.

Powerful weapons and equipment can defend the territory, resist foreign enemies, protect Guotai and Min’an, and protect the prosperity of the world.

I am willing to forge a sword for the rejuvenation of this great country, and I am willing to forge the Great Wall for the peace of this country.

Holding on to my sword, I will smash the thorns and defeat the enemy.

If you guard my Great Wall, you will be able to defeat the enemy and make good news.

Let’s see how a young man creates an era of military domination 2.0.

- Description from Qidian

To survive, the unfortunate Gong Qiying, who became the lord of the Sein Dungeon, had to make his dungeon extremely “hellish”:Doors that “cannot be opened from this side”,treasure chests “triggering teleport traps”,a three hundred and sixty-five mile journey from the starting point to the BOSS room with no place to rest,monster knights with great bows on either side of a narrow bridge,and sinister ambushes around corners.There's also unavoidable visits to poisonous pits and hidden paths...Additionally, well-known fighters like Isshin Ashina, the Furnace Knight, Rajang, and the Scourge Legion bring unexpected surprises!Various unique rewards such as the Flaming Sword, Murky Hand Scythe, Rapid Slash Longsword, Sacred Oath, and Flame Empowerment will make you too happy to contain your joy!Gong Qiying: The most important thing in my dungeon is to ensure adventurers have fun!

Karl transmigrated into a new world, and once he reached the age of 18, the day of the profession awakening ceremony came.In this world, your strength and profession determined everything about your life, with no second chances.And with nobody to support him, it was make or break for Karl.Yet, once his turn arrived, and he closed his eyes...He woke up in a strange and unfamiliar place.[Welcome to the Spirit Cemetery]A skeletal figure appeared before his eyes: it was death, revealing itself to him.“What the...”But before he could even understand the situation he was in, he heard a notification.Ding![You have awakened the EX-Rank profession “Spirit Summoner”][This is your Spirit Cemetery, find a way to fill it.]

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.