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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 · 都市
分數不夠
216 Chs

I wouldn't go as far as to claim it's a god as we understand the word, but...

"Ha-ah..." I heaved a sigh as I returned to the factory grounds and closed the main entrance behind me, finally hiding myself from the furious eyes of the two officers.

"Finally done," I yawned while stretching my arms out... only to look up and catch quite the disapproving look from Chihiro.

This look lasted only a moment, quickly replaced by the face of absolute focus before the man turned away from the window and walked off, well beyond what I could see from my current position.

'It's your fault you made me deal with them, so I won't accept any scolding now,' I thought, picturing myself putting on a brave front in this unnecessary confrontation.

This was my only chance of doing so, given how Chihiro was leagues away from crossing any of the actual red lines beyond which I would have no other choice but to consider him an active enemy.