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Exotic Battlefield: I Can Activate Dual Talents

My Broken Sabre Has Murderous Intent
1000 years ago, the humans of the Blue Planet, who were venturing into space for the first time, accidentally entered an alternate dimension battlefield. The world entered the cultivation age. With the core of stars as their foundations, they activated talents and tempered the star veins. They were called the star warriors. Lu Lin, who had transmigrated to this world, activated double talents during his national examinations: His star power was doubled, so his combat flight time approached infinity. His potential was doubled, so his double talents would improve each other. His combat ability was doubled, so his sensing ability could help him easily find his opponent’s weak spots. His survival ability was doubled. By seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, he became the survival master in this alternate dimension. His threatening presence was doubled. With a death stare, he could rob the enemy of their will and leave them helpless to the slaughter. Many years later, Lu Lin was given the titles Demon King of Humans, Incredible Perpetual Motion Engine, Human Techniques Collection, The Nightmare of the Other Races, Battlefield Treasure Harvester, Desolate Environment Survival Master, Universe Lord of Fortune, Secret Zone Overseer, etc. When he was being interviewed, he said, “I truly am just an ordinary person. If you wish to do what I did, it is actually very simple—you just need a pair of eyes.”
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Plants vs Dungeon

When dungeon gates opened across the world, it became a gold rush. Hunters chased glory. Guilds chased power. Corporations chased profit. Phong Tran awakened as a Level 1 Farmer. No skills. No passives. A broken EXP bar that never moved. So he sold energy drinks instead. Leg warmers. Electrolytes. Power banks. If everyone else was digging for gold, he’d sell the shovels. Then Josh came. University golden boy. Gym-built. Son of a man who could erase problems with a phone call. “Protection fee.” Phong refused. He woke up in a hospital bed, beaten within an inch of death. His aunt and uncle were gone. No bodies. No investigation. No media coverage. Just silence. Then, as if the universe had a sense of humor, his system finally gave him a quest: Plant and harvest 10 potatoes in the dungeon. That’s it. No penalties. No forced missions. No ticking clock. No promise of justice. Just a choice. Phong takes it. The potatoes mutate. Then other plants followed. Chilies spit burning rounds. Sweet potatoes bulk up into blunt-force bruisers. Garlic turns chemical-warfare illegal. Enoki mushrooms rattle like dungeon-grade machine guns. His crops become his frontline. Phong doesn’t want to conquer the dungeon. He wants to build something inside it. A farm. A hearth. A settlement for people tired of being disposable. He won’t let revenge be the only thing he grows. Revenge lit the spark. But it won’t be the only thing he grows. And if the most powerful man in the city comes looking to finish what his son started... He’ll learn something the dungeon already knows. This farm fights back.
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