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The New Life of a Former Ph.D. in Another World

ArkZero01
Nếu bạn muốn đọc truyện phiên bản tiếng Việt thì hãy truy cập: https://www.webnovel.com/book/35462113000380005?utm_identity=author&utm_entry=inkstone&utm_guid=4505574338&utm_platform=cl Amidst a world governed by intricate magic circles and a rigid hierarchy of power, Zero appears to be nothing more than an ordinary retainer to the Eldest Lady of the Shirakawa family. Always polite. Always elegant. Always standing in the background to provide support. At least, that is all the world sees. But no one knows that behind his humble smile lies the mind of a former Ph.D. in Engineering, armed with a logical intellect far ahead of this era. When an enemy's magic approaches, instead of raising a shield, he analyzes its trajectory using a spatial coordinate system. When faced with energy problems, he applies the laws of mechanics and electromagnetism. Seeking neither fame nor power, all he desires is to protect his "sponsor" and live a peaceful life. But sometimes, to maintain that peace, you have to be the one pulling the strings behind the entire chessboard.
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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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