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Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

Here is Felen. In this world, myriad intelligent races nurture the tree of life, with humans merely on the ascent. Elves, Dwarves, Gnomes, Demi-Humans, Sea Elves, Merfolk—all inhabit their secluded island cities, while the wilderness teems with settlements of Goblins, Hobgoblins, Orcs, Jackalweres, Gnolls, and diverse Monster Tribes. Each intelligent race meticulously tends to their affairs for survival and the perpetuation of their kind. From the Fairy Wilderness to the Shadow Plane, the Ether Plane, and the Starry Realm—countless planes entwine with the Material Plane, blending seamlessly. In their God Kingdoms, the Gods scheme and vie for worship, manipulating all beings as pawns in their cosmic game. Within the depths of the Hell Abyss, devils and demons whisper, lusting after mortal souls. An ancient evil lies dormant, awaiting the world's descent into another cycle of chaos. The echoes of the Giant Empire still resonate across this ancient land. The colossal shadows of Giant Dragons still darken the skies of this realm. Gaven, the Legendary Warrior reborn, assumes the mantle of Fate Reshaper, threading through the fissures of destiny. With his prophetic foresight, he charts a careful and strategic path, shaping a future of his own making and averting impending tragedy. Gaven embarks on an unorthodox journey of magic farming—Gnolls mine for him, Fairies tend his fields, and Giants lead his charges. For indeed, Magic Farming is the true road to supremacy. ... In this Lord's tale of Magic Farming, the narrative may unfold slowly, so please extend a measure of patience and support. Preparation is extensive, with a swift writing pace, ample drafts in reserve, and an unwavering commitment to integrity.

Eternal Night Knight · Fantasy
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296 Chs

Chapter 195 Enlightened Treant_2

Translator: 549690339

A face marked by the vicissitudes of time appeared on the main trunk of the blackwood tree, releasing a long sigh, the first sound it had made in hundreds, if not thousands, of years.

The final form of the blackwood tree was a reluctant twenty meters, with its top still showing the broken state. More slanting branches sprouted from around, keeping it exceptionally lush.

"Thornspike has seen the Lord and is grateful to the Lord for unlocking my wisdom. I am willing to serve the Lord for a hundred years in return," said the enlightened blackwood tree, speaking slowly.

As it spoke, Gaven could sense how it differed from the other enlightened trees he had encountered previously.

Those earlier enlightened trees would neither name themselves nor set terms, and they would not actively initiate conversation with Gaven.

If Gaven didn't command them, they would remain standing still, almost as if they were unenlightened.

Gaven hurriedly pulled up the being's detailed data.