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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 34 Truck Graveyard_1

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This side effect had become a signature of Anna's potion making.

But in the vast wilderness with neither village ahead nor shop behind, to have ample Healing Potions at hand was already an immense blessing—who could ask for more?

Those who drank Anna's Healing Potions often let out a roar before their eyes turned red and they threw themselves into battle.

Those who were in the know understood that the users were fighting to alleviate the uncomfortable sensations in their bodies.

To those unaware, it appeared as though the person had entered a Berserk State, leaving many monsters stunned and scared, some even turning tail and running.

This incident became a source of amusement among the caravan, where the familiar guards teased Anna about it while simultaneously purchasing even more Healing Potions from her.

The kind-hearted Anna constantly apologized and actively offered them discounts or gave away extra bottles of Healing Potions.