The farming flow, the mortal flow, the infrastructure flow, this is a story about a time traveler who awakens the comprehensive network system and cultivates immortality by brushing dungeons. From the wild boar in [Farm Invasion], to the Tiger Mountain King in [Hundred Beasts Ridge]. From the bandit bully in [Bandit Den], to the general who guards the country in [Royal Villa]. From the giant crab in [Beach Giant Turtle], to the giant lizard that destroys the [Source of Giant Beasts]. From the parasitic living corpse in [Silent Village], to the Southern Xinjiang Gu Mother in [Metropolitan Lair]. This is a story about brushing various dungeons to harvest various resources, props and knowledge, building an extraordinary civilization, and embarking on the road to becoming an immortal. This book is also known as "The Immortal Cultivation Biography of Comprehensive Network Players", "Dungeon Traveler", "Cultivating Immortality from Dungeons", "I Created a World of Universal Dungeons", "My Dungeon Changed the World", and "Lord of Dungeons"
【Plant transformation, power management, world war, knowledge research】
Knowledge is power. So is farming!
While others toiled in meditation, he meticulously cultivated; while others explored ruins, he cultivated plantations. Trees that produced minerals? Anthropomorphic thorn guardians? Crops that spontaneously condensed energy? These were all cogs in his grand plan.
From the ore ferns that can refine metals, to the ancient war trees that protect the territory, to the energy-absorbing flowers that condense energy gems... his nursery is the most magical treasure trove.
With his unique talent, he started from scratch, cultivated treasures, accumulated resources, recruited manpower, and step by step built a huge organization spanning the continent.
Finally, a towering wizard tower rises from the ground, its roots deeply embedded in countless incredible plants. This is the story of a wizard who uses plants as a foundation to climb to the pinnacle of power.
(Decisiveness + Immortality + Arrogance)
He cannot be killed by a knife, drowned by water, or struck by lightning, which is just a tickle.
So he let go completely:
Listening to all kinds of romantic stories in the brothel, soaking in the red dust in the wine cup;
If I don’t like someone, I will kill him, no matter if he is a god, a demon or a fairy.
Since you won’t die anyway, why not live a carefree life until the end of time?