MMORPG: The Elementalist - Chapter 192

Lynch crosses over to the Wizard World and becomes a Wizard Apprentice specializing in Biological Transformation, armed with a Skill Level system.Thus...He equips a lizard with bat wings, transforming it into a ferocious yet adorable Dragon Attribute creature.He transplants gastric mucosa to the Cannibal Flower to enhance its digestive system.He equips the Poisonous Mushroom with a mouthpiece, transforming it into a Little Spraying Mushroom.Transplanting eyeballs, modifying organs, adding limbs...From a little wizard, he hustles his way to becoming the master of the world, starting from the transformation of low-level Magic Plants until he creates an Angel.

[Nakseong High School, the heads of 300 people exploded!] Lee Joon, an ordinary high school student.During the entrance ceremony, he was caught up in a strange phenomenon and died.[You have died.] [Restarting from checkpoint.] [Loading…] And then a message appeared before his eyes.『Welcome to Nakseong High School that is full of mysteries and secrets.Uncover the dark secrets hidden around the school, or fight against urban legends and myths to earn points and unlock special abilities.Then, gather companions and stop the resurrection of the demon king before you graduate.The world is in your hands.』

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.

Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.

“What? What are you talking about?”

This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.

The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.

“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”

“Nano Mashin?”

The boy’s face hardened.

Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.

The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.

“Um, are you really Mashin?”

The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.

“My name is Yang Jian, when you are reading this, I am already dead.”A mysterious sheepskin scroll, an eye that peers into darkness, this is the tale of a survivor