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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 >.>

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The matter of timing

"Nobody fucking moves."

In the moment when everyone was shocked by the bloody sight of the powerplant destruction, it was no one else but Dickins who managed to snap everyone back with a cold, perfectly pragmatic instruction.

For a moment, everyone held their breath as they raised their eyes to the man.

Maybe they expected some further orders? Or maybe it was just an instinctive attempt to find someone who could lead them through the mess they all found themselves in?

Down on all fours and still retching whatever acid was left in my stomach, I couldn't really care enough to bring my head up, not unless I wanted my nausea to grow even stronger.

"Somebody, get those two civilians out of here before they contaminate the crime scene any further!"

Wasting no time, Dickins issued further orders, no longer keeping up with the act of cooperating with me or Cassandra.