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Gaming Empire System

Wallace transmigrated to a normal magical world. However, the world is not dominated by Mages, Knights, etc. but by the human Nobles. Normally, nobles are only adept at political and social studies, but in this world, Nobles have magical powers too, called personal dungeons. To protect their lands and people from magical radiation to live a normal life, the Nobles feed their dungeons with mana users like knights, mages, or magical crystals to clear the radiation—it was an ultimate power that even Mages, Knights, and other Mana users also relied on. However, a threat came from a lady seeking revenge on the bloodline of his ancestor. If she isn't amused by his dungeon, she would make Wallace's soul go through endless years of suffering. Fortunately, he too happened to have this power as well, and it was much different from normal Nobles because his dungeons are Gaming Dungeons! However, will this be enough to save himself from this unknown vengeful lady? Ding! Gaming Empire System activated! Note: this novel is inspired by Black tech internet cafe system. Please support me with powerstones and ticket.

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Iron Buffalo

Wallace moved through the dense, dark forest of the beginner cave, Myarsten floating beside him with an aura of calm confidence.

The forest was alive with the sounds of beasts, their calls echoing through the tall grass and thick underbrush. Wallace rolled open his scroll from left to right, revealing five transparent spiritual capturing balls. He was ready for anything.

The first beast they encountered was a Tasmanian gloark, its dark fur blending seamlessly with the shadows of the forest.

Wallace nodded to Myarsten, who floated forward, its presence exerting a powerful pressure on the tasmanian.

The Tasmanian growled and lunged, but under the influence of Myarsten's 'Apply Pressure' move, it slowed to a crawl, its attacks weakening. With a swift motion, Wallace captured it in a spiritual capturing ball.

Next, a stone snail emerged from the underbrush, its rocky shell gleaming dully in the sparse light.