Transdimensional Marketing - Chapter 17: Mission Complete

【System flow】【Refreshing article】【Torture three and torture Gang】【Intercept Xiao Yan】Travel through Douluo Continent, awaken the god-level entry system, and see how Luo Zixi ravages Douluo, plays Doupo, tyrannizes Tang Fozu, crushes Yu Xiaogang, intercepts Xiao Yan, and becomes the Great Lord!Golden entry: 【Succubus physique: Your appearance has reached the pinnacle, but please be careful of those women】Colored entry: 【Traveler of all worlds: Give the host a chance to randomly travel to another plane (can travel back and forth infinitely, cooling time is three months)】Golden entry: 【Super Lucky: As the name suggests, it is lucky! 】...........Martial Soul Supplementary Entry: 【Guaranteed Upgrade: Unconditionally upgrade one level every three months】...........Red Entry: 【Wood Spirit Body (Ode to Life!)】............Xiao Wu: The feeling of sacrifice is painful and wonderful.Zhu Zhuqing: Thank you for freeing me from the cage of the royal family.Ye Lingling: Bad guy, you actually bought me!Qian Renxue: So you already knew my identity?Xun'er: Since I picked you up, you are mine.Xiao Yixian: You are my driftwood.Yun Yun: So you did it on purpose?Medusa: You lowly human dared to let me get pregnant with your child!Xiao Yan: I don't envy Luo Zixi's talent, I only envy his handsome face!Tang San: Traitor! Evil thief! Lewd thief! Give me Xiao Wu back!Luo Zixi: How lonely it is to be invincible, please kill me!(Funny, happy, funny, not suppressing, pure and refreshing)

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world.Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!”The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears.Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing.Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable.His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next.After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual.“It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.”Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open.“Atticus? W-why are you here?”The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arm, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.”****Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents' realm and banished to the human world. The reason? He had yet to give them any grandchildren.Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is purely the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or beliefs is entirely coincidental. The intention is not to disrespect or diminish any faith or tradition, but rather to explore ideas within a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised.

“According to prophecy and scientific calculations, the entire world will see temperatures drop to minus forty degrees within three years, and even the earth's core will be frozen within three hundred years.”“What should we do?”“Gather all our strength, build a shelter together with unwavering unity. In the face of disaster, we must stand united, and everyone needs to do whatever they can to ensure a future for humanity!”“But what if someone refuses to work and just wants to eat and be lazy?”“Then let them die! Activate the alchemy golems and large robots, we do not support idlers!”Set in a scenario similar to Frostpunk, with fantasy elements and a steampunk background, viewer discretion is advised.

Gawain is dead and was transmigrated, but there was a slight problem during the process.
After floating for more than a hundred thousand years on a different continent, he felt that he might need a body to become a complete transmigrator, but he did not expect that…

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