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God Of Crafting

For five years, I've lived the life of a failure. Smashing my hands against the wooden target in hopes of entering a meditative state; a necessary step to becoming a cultivator. For five years, I've faced nothing but disappointment, looks of pity, and meager attempts at encouragement. But everything has to come to an end. An end, that for me, became a new beginning! Circuits, wires, and capacitors? Or maybe spirit powder, Spricur crystals, and Qi gathering formations? In a world where cultivation is, for most, merely a hobby and the worlds of mysticism and science are divided, I shall be the one to craft a bridge between the two! Why rely on ancient arrays to harness dense Qi? Isn't it easier to buy one of my converters, plug it into the wall, and be done with it? Is your gaming console malfunctioning, yet no tech shop can find the cause? Have you tried this the exorcising swatter 3.0? And you! Yes, you, the one whose reflection appears on the screen on your phone once you block it! Why would you buy static figurines if you can come to my shop... And get your hands on waifus that will actively flirt with you? Come all ye troubled souls, and allow this God to craft a solution to all your problems! ***Technical side of things*** Daily release: 2ch/day Sunday release: 3ch + accumulated bonus chapters from mass release goals listed below ////////////All Milestones are subject to change/////////////// For every 100 winwin unlocks: 2 bonus chapters For every 50 ps: 1 bonus chapter For every 3 reviews: 1 bonus chapter Supergifts: 3 bonus chapters Me having a good day: 1 bonus, not-mass release chapter a day on days it applies >.>

MotivatedSloth · Urban
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Reinvigoration

'Does she want more?' I thought, feeling the softness and the warmth of her skin as my fingers sank into her breasts as if to grab its core that was always there, yet also always just out of reach. 

"What do you…?" 

I raised my eyes, trying to ignore how Claire's nipple brushed against the palm of my hand. 

"Focus!"

The look on Claire's face exactly matched her words as she stared up at me with an urging, distant look. 

I raised my eyebrows for a moment before taking a deep breath and closing my eyes as I slowly blew most of the air in my lungs away, allowing the sinking of my chest to match how my mind sank down into my inner state. 

And quite noticeably, my spiritual core which was dry as a bone before, has now suddenly activated. 

Pushed by the feeling, I closed my fingers down, pushing my fingers deeper against Claire's springy flesh. And as if on a command, the dry-bone spiritual core of mine suddenly exploded in activity.