The world is a vast ocean of nothingness. The world is a tiny speck of dust in the ocean.

Above the heavens, the abyss looms, beneath the dark moon, heretics gaze. Ancient beings forge ahead, illuminating the path of ascension with the candlelight of civilization. Martial arts, remnants of the mind, and the commandments; natural disasters, immortal insects, and truth... The world is full of dangers, but it also holds equal opportunities and fortuitous encounters.

Chu Hengkong stepped into the Endless Dust Island. He had no intention of becoming a god, but only wanted to dominate himself in the troubled times.

——He wants to use his tentacles to strangle fate by the throat!

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In the bustling tavern, a bard sang the legend of a dragon-slaying hero by the fire, while several adventurers gathered together to play monster cards. Mali finished the remaining capsule coffee in his thermos and said to the half-elf girl beside him, "Let's go, it's time to go," the kind waitress warned. "But there's a group of vicious snake-men bandits lurking on the road ahead. Why don't you wait a little longer? The Baron is already recruiting mercenaries." "No problem, we'll drive."