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Falling Stardust

To protect my family, I became a Devil. To protect my people, I became a God. In Semeria, the war for cultivation resources is as old as time and as constant as the rising and of the sun. Even in the Abandoned Region, where the energy was so poor and polluted that one wouldn’t send their worst enemy there, had endless conflicts for resources. Humans had been living in this nightmare made a reality, fighting over what anyone else on the continent would consider crumbs for millions of years. Enter Xasha, husband, father, patriarch, Genius, artificer, creationist, and leader of the Falling Stardust Trading Company, who learns the truth of the world from three remnant souls he met on a journey. Having learned they had been living like frogs in a well. Humanity reluctantly united under Xasha’s rule and sets off. Determined to rise from their standing and one day ruling the entire continent. Xasha soon realizes their strength, even combined, was the weakest on the continent. To become stronger, they needed better resources. But all the lands had landlords and all the resources had owners. He could not turn back, they could not give up. He had a person to elevate, a family to care for, and a daughter who had a powerful and mysterious entity eyeing her from afar, to protect. In order to achieve any of his goals, any of humanity's goals. Those landlords had to die, their people had to be pillaged, and their lands had to be plundered. He inadvertently fell into the cycle. According to the Laws of cultivation. Law of Cultivation: To cultivate: acquire and retain resources. To acquire resources: plunder and pillage. To retain resources: Leave none Alive.

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Porshe (2)

It was like a moving medical tower. Those that got hurt in the field, even if they could not be healed, can receive first aid and be sent to the nearest medical center. Casualties among raid teams on missions fell off a cliff. City Lords and raid team captains borrowed loans and sold family heirlooms to buy or even rent a medical ship.

The merchants let nothing slip past. They bought medical ships and even had contract healers on standby that raid teams can hire for missions. Most of these healers were from Healing Hands, a guild Porshe founded after realizing the opportunity to profit while also helping others. It was not much different from what they did in the past. She could earn resources for the Medical Department. It was an expensive service, but it was well worth it, and the pay was only three percent of their haul upon the success of a mission.