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Marvel: Rise of the Mutant Vision

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Becoming a Mutant: At the very beginning, Lancelot awakens the god-level “Pupil Lottery System.” Eyes of power—Geass, Reincarnation Eyes, Shared Eyes, Copy Eyes, Jianjigu, and the Deadly Magic Eye—fall under his control. Thus begins the legendary Eye Saga in Marvel. Geass·Absolute Command: “Black Emperor Xiao, serve me as your king. Serve me as your master. Obey me… until death.” Mutant Reverses the Future: The timeline fractures under the Mutant’s power. Lancelot opens the Reincarnation Eyes, forcing humanity to feel true pain. The Super Shenluo Tianzheng erupts, nuclearizing the world with unstoppable force. Apocalypse Advent Era: Lancelot confronts Susan, stepping over Apocalypse itself, turning the ancient villain into a six-way puppet under his command. Sorcerer Supreme? “Ancient One, in front of my Copy Eyes, all your magic will be replicated, perfected, and optimized.” Thor? “Your Meow Hammer bears the Word of Odin? It’s already overwritten… by me.” Avengers? Against my Mutant army, even Earth’s mightiest heroes tremble. Star-Lord of the Guardians of the Galaxy? “Kid, you’re cute. But you really can’t compete.”
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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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