Leveling Endlessly With My Harem - Chapter 76: Everything is Fake

One day, Lynn transmigrates to become an illegitimate son of Marquis Duca from the Karedi Empire.His father only gives him a patch of wasteland as his coming-of-age gift, and his eldest brother even orders his followers to kill him just to ensure that the hereditary title would not fall to Lynn.How could he survive in this difficult situation?In desperation, Lynn awakens his system, which allows him to build his own territory by his own efforts.[Weed removal successful, Collection Experience +1][Obtained linen*1][Obtained linen seeds*1]

Yun Bixue is in dire straits—

Sage was just an ordinary guy on Earth, living a life that many would call boring. But for him it was perfect — no drama, no chaos, just a peaceful ordinary boring life. He enjoy the simplicity of his daily routine, content with his place in this world.That was, until everything changed in an instant. Out of nowhere, he was shot in the head by a complete stranger. But instead of falling into oblivion, Sage found himself waking up in a completely new fantasy realm. Before he could wrap his head around this bizarre twist of fate, he was bound to a system that had a mission for him : build the first adventurer guild in this strange new world.In this world known as Eldoria, dungeons were the sacred properties, exclusive only to the powerful. Anyone found entering these dungeons without any permission are executed on the spot.As for Adventurers? They don't exist in this world.------[ Guild Creation System Online....][ Main Objective : Build the first Adventurer Guild in the world of Eldoria ]-----Looking at the glowing interface hovering before him, Sage couldn't help but break into a wide grin.Fueled by a newfound purpose and to make his life in this world worthwhile, Sage set out from a small city, determined to build the first adventurer guild in this unfamiliar land, expanding branch by branch, continent by continent.--------https://discord.gg/8E5vyy3PAF

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

—— Dickens《A Tale of Two Cities》

I made myself a ghost back to life from death, with hatred in my bones and conspiracy brewed for years, sinking into the marsh, into the abyss. All I want is to bury the rotten roots, growing thistles and thorns which can kill like upas, to stab into the hypocritical civilization.

In the bottom of the muck……I found my lucida.

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