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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 · Urbain
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Wrapping the case up

BOOM!

This wasn't a world where a mere mortal cultivator like me could execute a punch powerful enough to sound like an explosion. Even when accounting for all the quirks of my cultivation, which appeared, at the very least, more wholesome and complete than the norm, adding up my ability to execute this one punch in a near-perfect manner… Even with all this, it was still beyond my realm of ability to throw a punch so fast that my fist would break the sound barrier and create such a loud sound upon impact.

While all of that was the honest truth, however, I was more than capable of having my punch produce a loud sound—not through the strike itself, but from the moment my enemy's body ragdolled through the air, only to crash into whatever stood in its path.

BOOM!