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I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes

Transcendent awakening, Eternal Night is coming. Pei Jinye transmigrated into a Federation-controlled world as an ordinary high school student, starting off destitute and with a gloomy future. Luckily, he could pick up Attribute Light Groups and synthesize Transcendents. 【Spirit·Blood Spear】: Transform spiritual power into a spear, capable of Devouring the opponent's memories and stripping away their Transcendent! 【Body·King Kong】: Blood energy flourishing, King Kong with Furious Eyes, an invincible Physical Body! 【Power·Savage Mountain】: Unmatched stamina, a force that could swallow ten thousand miles! …… In the Year 404 of the Star Calendar, the divinations were extremely ominous. That year in the Eastern Continent, divine prophecies descended, and disciples of the old gods walked the earth. In the Western Continent, a vile flame shot into the sky, and a Taoist set off with his Golden Lotus. Swordsmen from the North Continent threw down the gauntlet, aiming to be the best in the world. Priests from the Southern Continent, in the name of the new gods, hunted the disciples of the old gods. And Central State became the central battlefield, embroiled in chaos, too preoccupied with internal strife to care for anything else. It was also this year that Pei Jinye agonized over whether he should infiltrate the Federation as a disciple of the old gods or hunt down the disciples of the old gods as a Federation enforcer... "How did everyone end up being my people in the end?"

Old Seal KK · Romance
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On the Shelf Speech (Raise a Glass)_1

I must admit, when it comes to this topic, my heart is really anxious.

At noon today, this book will be released, which also means that companions who have stayed with me for more than a month now face the choice of whether to stay or go. Accompanying me through thirty-six days and nights, helping me regain confidence, it would be a lie to say I'm not moved. Every time I open the background and see the support of my brothers and sisters, my enthusiasm reignites, and I hunker down to work through the night (that's a bit sentimental, I deleted it several times, but it's the truth).

The opening of the novel isn't actually made up; it's true that it has been modified so many times. Character settings and plot outlines are adjusted sometimes two or three times a day, and the more I write, the more I realize there is still so much to learn.