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I started a farm in the dungeon, and my plants fight back

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.
Potato_mine · 887 Views

Consummate Damnation

In the Fifth District of the City of Welfanshelm, there is a shepherd named Mizmaze, who takes care of someone else's pasture and herd of sheep. He didn't ask for anything, and has only bread and milk to fill his hunger every day until dusk settles. It is his normal life, until the last day of the year when he is obliged to meet with his master, only to receive a Sigil and obtain mysterious special abilities. Like his name, he buried his past in a labyrinth within himself, and such secrets must never be known even to him as well. But his new life will change the trajectory of the normal life he wants to live. Because he now becomes a cultivator . . . in a sect called Orphans. 「For seven seasons, you have tended my herd of sheep without asking for anything in return. So shall there be a sevenfold reap for you alone as a token of my gratitude. I bestow upon you my blessing, but beware, for there is a flaw.」 「I shall open you a path now to ascend, Mizmaze of the Fifth District of Welfanshelm.」 「You are to rise as the Blind Prophet.」 Little did he know this would be his consummate damnation. ━━━━━༺༻━━━━━━ Main Genre: High Fantasy Additional Tags: TowerClimbing, Inheritance, Orphanhood, Selfhood, Godhood, Singularity, DeathGames, Trials, SpecialAbilities, Gore, Dark, Mythology, Epic, Symbiosis, Heirhood Substitute Tags [Not Concerning the MC]: Regression, Rebirth, Reincarnation Invented/Hidden Tags: Recession, ??
Fireflyburns · 1k Views