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Douluo: I, Yuhao, Edit Entries!

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Huo Yuhao, God King Of Emotions, Tang San's Son-in-law. A poor child who rose up from poverty to become a God and eventually became a God King, Husband of Tang Wutong, The Butterfly Goddess....but in truth, his life is a tragedy, his true love Wang Dong'er and Wang Qui'er both died and Tang San stitched them together into Tang Wutong, he was a puppet who was numb and lived while grasping onto straws. But not this Yuhao. This Huo Yuhao, accidentally gained the ability to edit Entries. Copy! Paste! Cut! Delete! Synthesize! [Innate Full Spirit Power(2 Star)] Yuhao: Eh?! Copy! [Thin Light Dragon Bloodline(2 Star)] + [Direct True Dragon Bloodline Descendant(2 Star)] = [Light Dragon's Descendant(3 Star)] Yuhao and Skydream: Coool! (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠) [Light Dragon's Descendant(3 Star)] + [Dark Dragon King's Bloodline(4 Star)] = [Dark-Light Dragon King Bloodline(4 Star)] Yuhao, Skydream: (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) Di Tian: ⁠(⁠(⁠◎⁠д⁠◎⁠)⁠) I have a Brother?! [Iceworm Bloodline(1 Star)] + [Ultimate Spiritual Power(4 Star)] + [Beast Emperor (3 Star)] = [Soul Devouring Snake(4 Star)] Skydream: WHO DARES CALL ME A MERE WORM ANYMORE?! HAHAHAHA! [Undead Necromancy(4 Star)] + [Life Gold Fragment(3 Star)] = [Resurrect My Belo- {Wrong Timeline!} True Resurrection(4 Star)] Elder Yi: A True Necromancer is a Great Healer too! [Ding! Chat Group Invitation recived, Would you like to join?] Thus, the Multiverse fell into chaos too.... Lu Mingfei: Loser?! Who decided that?!ENUMA ELISH! Tony Stark: Science? Yes! I'm a Scientific Magician! ARISE FROM THE DEAD! Gudako: Oh? My servants are defeated? Time to shine! BANKAI! . . . . ______ Tang San looking at the multiple God Kings and First Class Gods opposite him all with Bizzare styles, wanted to ask "ARE THE TOP GODS ON WHOLESALE OR WHAT?!" ______ Note: This fanfic is more a plot breaker type, it'll mostly be about breaking Yuhao's own plot then going to break other world's plots and destroy tragedies.
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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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