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MARVEL: SIGN-IN SYSTEM

ShiroTL
Karl inexplicably transmigrated into the Marvel Universe… This was a world perpetually on the brink of catastrophe. You could be asleep in your apartment when the Hulk rampaged through a city block, reducing concrete and steel to rubble and turning ordinary civilians into collateral damage overnight. Beyond Earth’s borders, alien empires and interdimensional entities constantly set their sights on the planet. From extraterrestrial warlords to reality-warping demons lurking in other planes, invasion or annihilation was never a distant possibility—it was a recurring event. Humanity itself offered no guarantee of safety. The emergence of mutants had reshaped global politics and fear alike. While many sought peaceful coexistence, extremist factions such as the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants had repeatedly embraced violence and terrorism in pursuit of mutant supremacy. Meanwhile, super-villains with ambitions ranging from domination to total destruction emerged in endless succession. Even S.H.I.E.L.D., the intelligence agency tasked with safeguarding global security, had been deeply compromised in the past by Hydra—a clandestine terrorist network that infiltrated its ranks for decades, manipulating world events from the shadows. After inheriting the original owner’s memories, Karl’s first instinct was to rely on his Chinese nationality and relocate to China, hoping distance might offer a measure of safety. Then he heard: 【System Activation in progress… System Activation Complete…】 Visit patreon.com/ShiroTL for more chapters.
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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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