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Transmigrated As High Elf In Skyrim

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(20 Chapters More Go Check On P-Tang12!!!) Alex is an avid Skyrim player, he have played the game numerous times and roleplays all kinds through it with mods of course. But when he was trying to break the games economy with a bucket, a vendor, and a prayer, his computer electrify him to death and when he woke up, he wasnt Alex anymore, but Aerion a High Elf or an Altmer for those hardcore Skyrim roleplayer or lore lover. To his happiness, he also wasn't the Dragonborn, because while spamming shouts of FUS ROH DAH are fun, being the center of attention of literally the entire world is a pain in the ass if ist real world and not a game world. Now he found himself have a system and mods, what can these transmigrated gamer do with the powers bestowed upon him, will he break the real world like in the game or something else, found out by following his journey across the land of Tamriel.
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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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