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Falling Stardust

To protect my family, I became a Devil. To protect my people, I became a God. In Semeria, the war for cultivation resources is as old as time and as constant as the rising and of the sun. Even in the Abandoned Region, where the energy was so poor and polluted that one wouldn’t send their worst enemy there, had endless conflicts for resources. Humans had been living in this nightmare made a reality, fighting over what anyone else on the continent would consider crumbs for millions of years. Enter Xasha, husband, father, patriarch, Genius, artificer, creationist, and leader of the Falling Stardust Trading Company, who learns the truth of the world from three remnant souls he met on a journey. Having learned they had been living like frogs in a well. Humanity reluctantly united under Xasha’s rule and sets off. Determined to rise from their standing and one day ruling the entire continent. Xasha soon realizes their strength, even combined, was the weakest on the continent. To become stronger, they needed better resources. But all the lands had landlords and all the resources had owners. He could not turn back, they could not give up. He had a person to elevate, a family to care for, and a daughter who had a powerful and mysterious entity eyeing her from afar, to protect. In order to achieve any of his goals, any of humanity's goals. Those landlords had to die, their people had to be pillaged, and their lands had to be plundered. He inadvertently fell into the cycle. According to the Laws of cultivation. Law of Cultivation: To cultivate: acquire and retain resources. To acquire resources: plunder and pillage. To retain resources: Leave none Alive.

QingDomCom · 奇幻
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353 Chs

Libia (3)

Once the lecture ended, the class was empty within a second. Everyone rushed out of the building and to their next class before it began. Nobody wanted to pay those fines. Merit points were precious, and every point counted.

Libia was in a good mood. It was fun going down memory lane with the students. Things are so different, yet in some cases, they remained the same. Back then, they were under constant threat and had to rush to get stronger, and now they were under constant threat and were in a rush to go stronger. She hadn't thought about those days in a long time.

She was about to leave but felt that there was still someone in the room. An innocent-looking girl with green hair and bright eyes sat in the front row. Lili stayed behind. "Aunt Lilia, why did you have to single me out?" She began complaining as soon as she got Libia's attention.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking." Lilia apologized, but her face had a teasing smile.