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Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

Here is Felen. In this world, myriad intelligent races nurture the tree of life, with humans merely on the ascent. Elves, Dwarves, Gnomes, Demi-Humans, Sea Elves, Merfolk—all inhabit their secluded island cities, while the wilderness teems with settlements of Goblins, Hobgoblins, Orcs, Jackalweres, Gnolls, and diverse Monster Tribes. Each intelligent race meticulously tends to their affairs for survival and the perpetuation of their kind. From the Fairy Wilderness to the Shadow Plane, the Ether Plane, and the Starry Realm—countless planes entwine with the Material Plane, blending seamlessly. In their God Kingdoms, the Gods scheme and vie for worship, manipulating all beings as pawns in their cosmic game. Within the depths of the Hell Abyss, devils and demons whisper, lusting after mortal souls. An ancient evil lies dormant, awaiting the world's descent into another cycle of chaos. The echoes of the Giant Empire still resonate across this ancient land. The colossal shadows of Giant Dragons still darken the skies of this realm. Gaven, the Legendary Warrior reborn, assumes the mantle of Fate Reshaper, threading through the fissures of destiny. With his prophetic foresight, he charts a careful and strategic path, shaping a future of his own making and averting impending tragedy. Gaven embarks on an unorthodox journey of magic farming—Gnolls mine for him, Fairies tend his fields, and Giants lead his charges. For indeed, Magic Farming is the true road to supremacy. ... In this Lord's tale of Magic Farming, the narrative may unfold slowly, so please extend a measure of patience and support. Preparation is extensive, with a swift writing pace, ample drafts in reserve, and an unwavering commitment to integrity.

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Chapter 102: Want to Get Rich? Rob the Dragon's Nest_1

Caution is the parent of safety, and Giant Dragons setting up various sinister traps in their own treasure hoard is a common occurrence.

Turning over the cart at the most celebratory moment, such encounters were not uncommon in Gaven's previous life, only that the ones flipping over were not him, but his impetuous teammates.

The Young Red Copper Dragon didn't seem to care, or perhaps it hadn't heard at all. It had already rolled around joyfully several times amid the piles of gold and silver coins, exclaiming gleefully, "Rest assured, I'm not sure about other treasure chests, but there definitely won't be any traps in this one. Who sets a trap on their own bed and risks falling into it by accident, haha... This is the best place, all of this is mine, and no one is allowed to touch it. Gaven, Gaven, make them help me move all this back to my nest, not a single copper coin less."