Monster Factory - Chapter 213: What is the principle?

Ye Fei is a poor, down on his luck kitchen hand and could not pay his rent on time. After desperately dodging the landlady with some rash promises, he ducked into his room where he was electrocuted while turning on the lights.

Miraculously, he did not die. Instead, a strange [System] appeared in his head ordering him to do strange things like registering with a broadcasting network and performing strange feats in front of a camera!

Oh, that new laptop? That high tech camera? And those ingredients that appeared in his room?

Somehow all these were provided by [System], and and just appeared in his shabby little room! Just what is going on?

*Gurgle*

Whatever, Ye Fei is too hungry to care, let’s just do whatever and hope for the best!

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MC: I am a dragon? Cool!
Also, MC: Wait, most of the dragons died after centuries of being hunted for their expensive materials, and when beings called players descended with their powerful systems and immortality, they hunted down rest of them ... and I am the last one... I am fucked!!!
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Join our MC, a former player on his journey not to become a legendary rank item, in a world of the game that he used to play.
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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.

In the early world of immortal cultivation, there was no physical cultivation among immortal cultivators. And a top bodybuilder who came from the earth has opened up a new path here and became the ancestor of physical training.

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