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Reverend Insanity: The Blood Architect

yokocat0618
A soul from Earth transmigrates into the Southern Border’s Black Blood Stockade. No system, no cheats, only the memories of the survival laws from the world of Reverend Insanity. Lin Mu, with only B-grade aptitude, knows he is but a moth to the flame in this cruel world. To reach the peak, he must become more ruthless than the demonic path and more hypocritical than the righteous path. He starts by intercepting the legendary Liquor Worm, the very treasure that began Fang Yuan's legend. In this world, there is no right or wrong, only benefits. Follow Lin Mu as he uses his knowledge of the future to refine the world itself into his own blood-colored path. What to Expect: 1.ruthless MC: No harem, no romance, only benefits. 2.Deep Schemes: High-IQ battles and cold-blooded survival. 3.Daily Updates: At least 1 chapter every day! Author’s Note (Originality & Translation): This is a work of fanfiction inspired by Reverend Insanity. The plot and original characters are created by me. I utilize AI tools for translation and localizing the prose to ensure the best "RI style" reading experience. Read up to 5 Chapters Ahead on Patreon: https://patreon.com/yokocat0618
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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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