Most people are born ordinary, but there are always a few who, even if born into mediocrity, aspire to greatness.

From a nameless exploited laborer to a godfather in the shadows;

From the bottom rung of society, bound by rules, to a secret emperor who crafts those very rules.

When the sun shines, this nation belongs to the Federation. But when night falls, it belongs to me!

“Sometimes, shadows can be just as vast as light—sometimes, they can even eclipse it.”

“We never extort or blackmail anyone. Every penny we earn can withstand the scrutiny of our conscience.”

If someone knocks on your door at night, they are either delivering my regards or bringing ruin for your arrogance.

As for what you will receive, that depends on the choice you make, my friend!

On that day, the fog blocked everything.

On that day, he became the captain of a ghost ship.

On that day, he stepped through the thick fog and confronted a completely subverted and fragmented world— the old order had vanished, strange phenomena dominated the endless seas beyond civilized society, and isolated island city-states and fleets of ships challenged the sea that had become the last ember of lights for the civilized world. All of this while the shadows of the old days were still stirring in the deep sea, waiting to devour this world that was about to die.

But for the new captain of the ghost ship Vanished, there was only one question he had to consider first — Who knows how to drive this ship?!

"Lynn Crete, my son, today I must reveal my identity to you." "I am Zeus, the King of the Gods!" "You have awakened. I must warn you. Beware of Hera, Poseidon, Ares, Apollo, Athena..." Listening to his cheap father rattle off a string of names, Lynn Crete calmly opened his inner world and unleashed his mutant followers. "Saints! Attack!" Family feuds, super criminals, world-destroying crises, Thanos, Apocalypse, Dormammu... I simply ask: can you offer me your faith? Can you withstand my followers? Can you withstand my Saints? Mutant God, Son of Zeus, Superhero of Superheroes... Lynn has many titles. Of course, right now, Lynn must first establish his own...

[Civil War] [Business War] [Calm and Decisive] [Gilded Age] [Technological Explosion]

Alan, a business elite, died in a car accident under a heavy truck, but his soul accidentally traveled to New York in 1860 and became a 19-year-old Irish youth with nothing.

With only $75 in his pocket, he built a canning factory from scratch using modern business thinking, expanding it to become a company. During the turbulent years of the Civil War, his assets soared thanks to precise planning.

With the advent of the Gilded Age, he expanded into oil, steel, military industry, railroads, and even ventured into media, real estate, electrical technology, and the hotel industry. From a contemporary elite to a 19th-century pauper, how did he create a multi-faceted, top-tier family tycoon in America a century ago?