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MOTHER OF BEASTS

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The one who understands the beasts shall become the beasts. **** Amina lived as a zookeeper of a small zoo for ten years after graduating from the university with a low passing grade. Unlike her classmates working at big firms, research institutes and the like, she managed to get the job of a zookeeper through her orphanage director. Perhaps others might have hated the job of a zookeeper with measly pay, Amina was actually very satisfied. Someone as quiet and dull as her wasn’t fit and qualified to work in big firms and research institutes. Her ultimate goal was to save up money and relocate to the countryside to spend the rest of her life. A perfect goal, wasn't it? However, could someone tell Amina why she was bleeding blood? How did that tiger escape its cage? Whose voice had she heard before the sudden attack? And most of all.... Why was she wearing fancy dress in a world of advanced technology and large animals?! **** Volume I: Understand the Beasts (Ongoing) Volume II: Control the Beasts (Not started) Volume III: Become the Beasts (Not started)
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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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