webnovel

Naval Gacha System: It's Time To Monopolize The Seven Seas!

Abraham Shepherd, a middle-aged office worker, wakes up in the middle of a lush forest on a mysterious island, far from the concrete jungle he used to call home. Sunlight streams through the trees, and as he shakes off the confusion, he realizes he’s not just waking up from a nap. He's been given a second chance at life! After meeting a tragic end during an intense gaming session, Abraham finds himself in a world bursting with color and adventure. Memories of his old life flood back—filled with loneliness and stress—but instead of feeling lost, he discovers a spark of determination. This new place offers him a shot at something different. As he sets off to figure out how to survive and thrive, he stumbles upon a mysterious system that promises to change everything. With new challenges ahead and unexpected powers at his fingertips, Abraham is ready to embrace this wild journey. Can he carve out a new life in this strange world, or will his past come back to haunt him? Join Abraham as he steps into the adventure of a lifetime starting on this uncharted island! | Initializing Naval Gacha System… | ――――― Do you want to read a story about a protagonist summoning modern warships into a fantasy world? Well, here it is! The Naval Gacha System: It's Time To Monopolize The Seven Seas!

Mister_Archon · Fantaisie
Pas assez d’évaluations
217 Chs

| 089 | War For Liberation Part 8: Colonial Governor

*BANG!*

In the hall of the luxurious manor, lightning flashed through its lavish windows. In the middle was the plantation governor tied on a chair with several dark-suited soldiers surrounding him. It was then he remembered the terrifying circumstances he found himself in.

It all happened too fast.

Out of nowhere, while he was going through the reports and the export of their plantation, a group of unknown individuals entered his office. 

His guards were immediately killed in mere seconds and couldn't react to the intrusion of these individuals, or dark-suited soldiers.

When all of his guards died. They didn't hesitate to pummel his face to his desk, knocking him out. 

It was then he found himself in this situation.

*Argh!*

The plantation governor felt his bloodied mouth and nose aching in pain. For an aristocrat like him, it was the first to be beaten in the face. And it didn't feel good for the man.