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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.

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Chapter 127: Underground Entrance _1

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Gaven's first thought was that if he took the liquor to the Gnolls of the Blackwell Tribe, especially the Gnolls of the Pitfall Tribe, it might aid their training—after drinking the Dragon Oak Honey Fruit Wine, the elements that congregated around them leaned towards Earth Elements, likely related to the attributes of the Dragon Scale Oak itself.

The Dragon Oak Honey Fruit Wine had some alcohol content but wasn't very high, just about ten to twenty degrees, after all, it wasn't distilled.

A little for Nicole probably wouldn't be a problem.

"I want to dance too, I want to dance too…" Aivensa, transformed into a young girl, clamored and leaped up, reverting to her original form, ascending into the sky, constantly flipping and weaving back and forth, beginning a dance, a rather unique Giant Dragon dance.

Stimulated by the Dragon Oak Honey Fruit Wine, Stelina couldn't help but let go of her usual coldness and joined the dance floor.

What she danced, though, was clearly a war dance.