Fang Qingyan traveled to a foreign land of swords and magic, with hundreds of races fighting and ups and downs in the chaotic world. Unfortunately, he became a vampire, and even more unfortunately, he became the weakest and most humble last generation of blood clan.
Unexpectedly, he awakened the sign-in system, and as long as he signed in, he could get amazing rewards:
Sign in at Count Castain's castle to get [Count-level blood clan essence x1];
Sign in at the blood clan's ancestral city of Lahmia to get the artifact [Protection of the Ancestor Lilith];
Sign in the coffin of Lord Duke Dracula to get the superpower [Mind Reading];
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Fang Qingyan kept a low profile in the ancestral land, and made up his mind not to come out until he cultivated the ancestral true body and ascended to the throne of God!
Until one day fifty years later, the orc army of the Kingdom of Azeroth crossed the Draenor Mountains and entered the blood clan's ancestral land!
Seeing that the vampires were about to be exterminated, Fang Qingyan's strength no longer allowed him to keep a low profile.
[Era] + [Hunting] + [Forest Intelligence System] + [Space] + [Lighthearted and Humorous]
Song Fugen is reborn back to his childhood and gains access to the mountain forest intelligence system.
As long as you make a harvest while hunting in the mountains, you can obtain intelligence points, which can be exchanged for various intelligence.
[Bronze Intelligence: There's a silly roe deer that just ran into a tree in the ditch 800 meters west of the village.]
[Silver Intelligence: Deep within Old Black Mountain, there is a crooked-necked tree, beneath which lies a century-old wild ginseng.]
[Gold Intelligence: A gold-carrying ship belonging to Russian explorers is located at the great bend of the Mudanjiang River.]
At the age of ten, Song Fugen could ride a moose, raise a sable, train a golden eagle, and even command a Siberian tiger.
He and his family took over the three mountains and two rivers.
What bad intentions could a little kid possibly have...?
I traveled back to the 1950s and only had a 1-cubic-meter storage ring.
What should I do?
When I was worried, something even more terrible happened.
Both my parents were killed in front of me, and there was a 4-year-old sister in my arms.
Is this a king bomb?