Luo Qiu became the boss of a ‘club’ by chance.

It was a weird club that sold strange items and with a servant girl that had 300 years of working experience. Countless people with dreams, hopes and ambitions came to the club to exchange anything precious they own for what they want. They would offer their lifespan, items, and even their soul. Every successful trade would increase Luo Qiu’s lifespan by a little.

“Tribute successful, your lifespan has increased by 99 years.”

As thus, Luo Qiu began his endless life as the club’s boss.

Immortals and Buddhas receive incense from the living, but I alone fulfill the wishes of the dead.

When walking in the world, one does not survive hardships, disasters, and man-made and natural disasters;

Only the heart is unwilling to be reconciled, the intention is difficult to reconcile, the unfulfilled wish is fulfilled, the people are transported, and reincarnation is established again.

When a young man visited a grave in Weishui in the Great Xia Dynasty, he accidentally found a strange scripture. By fulfilling the wishes of the deceased, he could obtain the treasures of heaven and earth, as well as magical powers.

Through this, the young man can save all sentient beings along the way. I don't know when, when he suddenly looked back, the ground was covered with the corpses of gods and Buddhas, circling the path of reincarnation.

Open your eyes; this is a mysterious new world.

Steam boilers are blazing, driving humongous steel cities through dark winds and fog-covered wilderness. Predation, fuel collection and treasure hunting…

This is a land full of mysteries where countless glorious civilisations’ remains and legends from ancient times are buried.

Mechanical civilisation, magic civilisation, martial arts civilisation, transcendental civilisation… Wasteland hunters explore the ancient ruins and unearth the inheritance and treasures left by various ancient civilisations that litter the lands. They mingle to create a wonderful and fantastic steampunk mechanical era.

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A dragon knight: “Isn’t that guy a surgeon? How come his power is even greater than mine!”

A grand priest: “I couldn’t save that man with my divine magic, but that guy actually saved him with a scalpel…”

A fanatical fiend follower: “Is he a follower of my lord and is his body immortal?”

Rayne: “It takes great effort to produce miracles… I am a surgeon of death as well as a tanky melee healer!”

That year I woke up from underground, with the earth as my blanket and silence as my sleep.

A few years later,

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A group of monsters from the mountains came to meet me, and I sat alone on the tower to spend the night.

The dojo is located in Yunzhong Mountain, and there are halls and fields.

Sitting under the ginkgo tree in leisure time, looking at the dust and clouds in the distance,

Hoe the ground and listen to the sound of springs, forge swords by the fire,

Food and clothing are up to oneself and God,

I don’t know the end of the cold year;

When the robbery comes, you have to go to the lower reaches of the mountain to watch the bitterness and sweetness of the world.

It’s hard to keep injustice in your eyes, and you don’t like to show it in front of others.

The gourd of wine at the waist is deep, and the light of the sword behind the back is cold,

Not for fame, not for money,

Be a free spirit.