Years later, as Rodel Koleps, the Lord of Star Law, sat on his supreme throne, facing the Round Table Hall and the core members of the mysterious society he had unwittingly founded, he would always recall that distant afternoon, shortly after arriving in this classic fantasy world, when he successfully used a pitchfork to perform the [Combat Skill: Thrust] in the fields. Oh, and, by the way, that golden tree that only he could see back then...

[Amber Stream, Fantasy World, Dual Class, Game Panel] Jon travels through time, into the game he plays, "Ino," and becomes a "disaster star" shunned by fools. Good news: He brings his max-level character with him. Bad news: His level has dropped to level 1. Good news: His original talents and skills are all there, and he can even choose a second talent and even a second class. Bad news: He's practically crushed. Who will save him? This is the story of a time traveler who strives to become stronger and finds a way home, only to accidentally reach the pinnacle. If you've already read Amber Stream masterpieces like "Sword of Amber," "Lord of the Abyss," "Summoning the Holy Sword," and "Super Mechanic," feel free to read!

[Lord][Farming][Shelter][Contest]

When the Shelter is crowned with the name of miracle and comes to the world.

The Lord of Miracles masters miracles! Develop miracles!

Develop infinite possibilities of miracles!

Arms! Weapons! Mineral veins! Wonders! Gods! Sequences!

All can be developed from miracles!

...

Russell opened his eyes and came to the lord management game.

You call this a miracle? Why do I think it looks like a shelter?

What? Can I master the shelter with a mortal body and use it to ascend to the long steps of godhood?

Miracles are what we want!

Master the "Miracle Shelter Manual" on the player panel, gradually shelter, develop miracles, and reach the highest position!

Start developing miracles from the baron in the barren salt-dust territory!

Reclaim farmland to plant extraordinary crops, graze extraordinary species, develop extraordinary technology, breed extraordinary arms, create extraordinary systems...

Many years later, a miracle country appeared in front of Russell.

Russell sighed: This is a miracle!

In a world of martial arts and magic, after years of cultivating martial arts, he finally became a mercenary. He tried hard to find people to join his team, but no one would accept him. "Swordsmen? Our team doesn't need any swordsmen!"

In a fit of anger, Allen became a certified mage, but all he knew was the first-tier water ball spell, which he had only seen a few days ago. Yet, even with this first-tier mage's skills, when he was looking for a team again...

"Hello, esteemed sir magician, would you like to join our team? Although there are seven of us, you can get 20% of the commission!"

The Age of Exploration.

My seas were rated the most chaotic.

The main reason?

Treasure, artillery, pirates.

Transcendents embarking on secret journeys, secret sects seeking the depths, the Far Eastern archipelago known as the "Land of Gold"...

the truth is undeniable.

Yet, the boats continue to stream in.

This sea always offers a glimmer of hope.

Be it confusion or madness.

But its proximity, almost within reach, invites you to risk your life.

A sea of blood and fire.

And here, I am destined to be crowned king.

...

...

Ryan awoke to find himself the son of an elf and a great pirate.

Expecting a winning start, he foresaw a bleak future from birth.

Fortunately, Ryan obtained the [Perfect Life Notes], which can eliminate imperfect branches, wield the transcendent [Seals], and embark on a journey of perfection!

A life of losing both parents and dying at the age of three;

a life of touching a cursed object and ending in depression;

a life of being captured and taken as a concubine by the Empress of the Sea...

All imperfections can be reversed!

Years later, as Ryan pilots his massive ship across the sea—

"What pirate ship? I thought it was a small plank."

"The wind is too strong." "The waves are too fast."

"Blind spot." "Unable to stop the ship.

" "We're all trying so hard to live."

"How did you break when I didn't even try?"

"Then tell me about my letter of marque!"

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"We Said We'll Set Sail, Will You Become the Ruler of the Deep Sea?", a nautical novel with nearly two million words and 20,000 high subscriptions, is now complete!

"What should you be aware of when becoming a Nightstalker at Milton Keep—Adventurer's Camp?" "Three silver coins for a bottle of holy water, rent a rust-free short sword, and... always keep a rational mind." The night outside will devour your brain, the shadows in the fog will silently tear your cloak, and fear will erode your sanity. All you have is the sword in your hand, the remaining holy water in the bottle, and... a strong heart. But these three things are enough to get you through the night. [Slow-paced adventure, Darkest Dungeon-like world, mage, pseudo-D&D]

Hughes has transmigrated. This world is filled with the extraordinary, the bizarre, the mysterious, and the enigmatic hierarchy. The vast ocean and scattered islands are the foundation of human survival. Two bright moons in the night sky, the edge of the ocean shrouded in black mist, unexplored islands, and most importantly—always maintain rationality. However, rationality is hard to maintain, and people are forced to pray for protection from those within the mist, but this only delays the inevitable; they will eventually become part of it all. Faced with this, Hughes chooses to actively embark on the path of mystery, ringing the bells of a new era.

Humans don't need to pay for the sins committed in a game, right~

So,

In reality, I'm timid and obedient; in the game, I strike with a heavy fist.

In reality, I abide by the law and love peace; in the game, no grass grows where I tread, and rivers of blood flow.

Originally,

There shouldn't have been any problem,

Until the game timeline overlapped with reality, and I actually inherited the extremely evil organization I created in the game...

[Iron Eater]: Feed on iron, and you can draw power from the essence it contains.

[Blood Frenzy]: All your attributes multiply as your health drops. If your base stats are high enough, then with a sliver of health, you might even slay a god.

[Feast]: The blood of your kind gives off an irresistible fragrance. Devour them, and you shall gain eternal life~

Wayne Layton initially thought he would experience a leisurely, peaceful development through farming, but he never expected to be greeted by a turbulent upheaval across the entire continent. Caught in the storm, what choices will he make?

In the misty sea fog, on the deck of the ghost ship, Hern Iheroa gazed into the distance, using a brass telescope inlaid with inhuman eyeballs, at a geometrically indefinable outline. He mechanically tore at the rotting fish flesh in his hands, stuffing it into the relatively neat slit in front of his skull, known as the "mouth." At that moment, only two questions occupied Hern's mind. First, when would he find a doctor? Second, what about the remaining 1,278 mouths on his body after he had eaten his fill—"So, doctor, is there... any hope for us?"