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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 · Urbano
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253 Chs

The lesson isn't over yet!

'What part did I skip? How the heck did we get here?!'

How did we go from being amazed by Claire's recent breakthrough to the theory that allowed it to her straddling my lap yet again?

And what was this rather intense look in her eyes as she cradled my head between her hands, keeping my face at just the right angle for her to kiss me?

Yet, as the two of us breathed into each other faces... the crazed look on the girl's face slowly started to fade away, faltering just a tiny little bit with every shake of her chest indicating a single instance of her breath. 

"Haaa...." Claire exhaled heavily, only for her hands to slide off my cheeks and then down to my shoulders. Next, her head collapsed down, falling forward only to then rest against my forehead as her labored breathing continued. 

And then, when she finally appeared to have regained her senses...

"How..." she whispered, her lips just an inch away from mine.