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Oscar, The Ever-Changing God King

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When the evil Rakshasa God (is it Tang or Bi?) is about to launch an apocalyptic war, the Sect Master of Lingyu Sword Sect, Poison Douluo's god-grandson, lifelong friend of Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Qian Renxue's dream man, Dugu Yan's beloved husband, Dugu Ao, Ao Mubai, Ao Hongjun, Ao Chen, Ao Rong, Ao Yuanzhen, Ao Hao, Ao Renxue, Ao San, Ao Yue, Ao Lande, Ao Wuji, Ao Erlong... the ever-changing king Oscar with countless identities steps forward. He suppresses countless geniuses of an era, with extraordinary talent. Secretly accumulating power, advancing step by step, ruling the world, unifying the continent. Whether human or spirit beast, he will make all beings submit, becoming the sole ruler of the continent. Ascending to the highest throne in troubled times, ending the chaos and strife, pacifying the world's turmoil.
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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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