MTL - Pokémon Modifier - Chapter 598 new year

He possessed the Xuan Gate Medical Arts and had fortuitously obtained a heaven-defying Spiritual Treasure!

This is not your usual isekai novel. it has my unique world background, unique power system and i am trying it make it a unique experience for every reader. :)

Athan, a 16-year-old boy, lived until he was killed for a stupid reason. (stupid reason & more in the prologue:v)

But it seems that fate had stored different things for him as after death as he transmigrated in the magical world inside a dead body of a boy with the same name and same facial features as him.

He also found out that a mysterious black whirlpool seemed to be inside him.

Was someone responsible for his transmigration? if so then who? and why? or was it pure coincidence that he got a new chance at life?

“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”“I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to devour soil and rocks, digging out underground cities, just to park their steel carriages beneath the surface.”“I saw with my own eyes that they fed glowing ores into an everlasting stellar furnace, unleashing a radiance brighter than the sun.”“I saw with my own eyes all those indescribable things.”“Their iron birds covered the sky, their steel ships filled the ocean, their war machines tore the earth asunder, and their gods walked upon the world.”“You must think I’m mad.”“But it doesn’t matter.”“It has already seen you.”——————Oil is Its blood.Thick smoke is Its breath.Ore and steel are Its food.The countless cargo ships in the harbors are Its myriad offspring.The place of origin stamped in the corner is Its silent mockery.They claim they are mere mortals.Child, you’d best not argue.You must understand:Their technology is beyond comprehension.Their production capacity is unimaginable.A mere glimpse of their creations will drive you insane.Their morale surpasses even the most fanatical worshippers of dark gods.How will you stop them?With your sword, child? Or your flesh and blood?You should be grateful that they still consider themselves mortals.——————“I’ve finished building my factory, and now you’re telling me this world runs on idealism?!”“Wait, then what the hell did I just create?”

Beautiful doctor of Chinese medicine, Yu Gangan woke up from a coma one day to a cold, mysterious man. “Excuse me, you are…?”