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Murim: Struggle of the Weak

In a world where the strong prey on the weak, one orphaned boy must fight to survive. Abandoned and alone, he wanders the gritty streets, barely scraping by on the scraps of a broken society. But when a mysterious figure plucks him from the gutter and throws him into an abyss-like prison, he realizes his life is about to change forever. Trapped in this dark, forbidding place, he discovers the secrets of cultivation - a powerful system of strength and skill that can elevate him from a lowly beggar to a powerful warrior. But with rival factions vying for dominance and treacherous enemies lurking around every corner, the journey to the top will be fraught with danger. Fueled by the burning desire to rise above his humble beginnings, he sets out on a path of relentless training and unyielding determination. Even if he doesn't possess the innate talent of a genius, he will practice a thousand times harder. Even if his potential is limited, he will crawl his way to the top or die trying. Welcome to the World of Murim, where survival is the ultimate goal and the strong rule. Follow the epic journey of one orphaned boy as he fights to claim his place in a brutal, unforgiving world.

Adamo_Amet · Oriental
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Chapter no.136 The Enigmatic Power of the Spectral Rain

[Day 5]

Dear Diary,

Today marks my first full day as an observer in this spectral abyss. The ungodly Ammit and its cubs behave much like creatures of the physical world, their spectral forms demonstrating a degree of predictability, much like the creatures of my world. They sleep, they hunt, and they eat. They show a surprising sense of family, the larger Ammit protectively shielding the smaller ones from danger. A behavior pattern has begun to emerge - they seem to operate on a cycle, approximately 113 Hours long.

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[Day 9]

Dear Diary,

The spectral rain arrived today, exactly as I'd predicted, precisely 113 Hours after the last downfall. The Ammit and its cubs recoil from the downpour, their fear palpable. But why are they afraid of this rain? It appears harmless, merely seeping into the environment and turning into a pure concentration of spiritual Qi in the embedded faces. Further observation is required to understand this phenomenon.

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[Day 13]

Dear Diary,