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Who Still Writes a Diary These Days?

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After transmigrating into a crossover anime world, Miyauchi Hikage obtains a magical diary. As long as he writes in it every day, he can receive rewards. But having read diary-viewing web novels before he transmigrated, he knows that whatever he writes down will most likely be seen by the heroines of this world. As a slacker with no great ambitions, Miyauchi Hikage immediately decides to become a pure troll in this world. "What era is this? Who still writes a traditional diary?" "You don't seriously think someone would be willing to write their true feelings in a diary just to be spied on by who-knows-how-many heroines, do you?" "My mom told me that this world is a dangerous place, and that a boy must protect his privacy when he's out and about. So don't even think about looking for me, because I am the man you can never have." And as Miyauchi Hikage continues to write in his diary, an "Avengers" composed of the heroines who can see his entries is quietly born. They assemble for only one purpose: to find the owner of this diary and subject him to a brutal and inhuman punishment! *** Release date 10 chapters/week. Support me and read at patreon.com/Ascendance248 for up to 50 advanced chapters. 4 - 5 stars review will get 1 chapter. Thank you!
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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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