Paraíso Dimensional, Eu Sou o Apóstolo da Invocação
"O Paraíso Dimensional é tolerante e generoso, com punições suaves como água, e apagamentos ou execuções forçadas são raros." "Mas a má notícia é que, nos campos de competição hostis, estão todos loucos de alta pressão lutando à beira da morte." "Como eu, da classe de invocação, é perfeitamente razoável vender até as panelas para sustentar alguns protetores poderosos para me guardar." Chu Danqing achava que, exceto por ser tão pobre que os bolsos estavam mais limpos que o rosto, sua vida era realmente boa. ... Caminhando por inúmeros mundos como um Apóstolo Dimensional, ele via feras das cavernas à espreita nas profundezas, usando humanos como oferendas. Também via dragões ocultos nos rios, tigres à espreita nas montanhas, e demônios do coração humano causando estragos no mundo. Havia ainda a insaciável ganância humana — a cobra tentando engolir o elefante, e no fim, a mantis caçando a cigarra. Em inúmeros mundos, espectros e monstros de toda sorte; no mundano pó vermelho, o bem e o mal em todas as suas formas.
Paraíso Dimensional, Eu Sou o Apóstolo da Invocação
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Dead Man, Welcome to the Dimension Paradise
Chu Danqing suddenly opened his eyes. In the darkness, he saw luminous words before him.
"So, I wasn't saved after all."
"Well, of course. Crushed into mincemeat like that, how could I possibly still be alive?" Chu Danqing said with bitter self-mockery.
His death had been an accident. He had been crushed to death by a huge specimen.
As a man with no relatives, no friends, no assets, no debts, and no enemies, he had little reason to curse fate even after dying.
His main line of work had actually been making replicas of mythic creatures for people who enjoyed collecting such things.
This time, he had taken a big commission: to use all kinds of animal bones, scales, and the like to create a replica of a mythical azure dragon.
The client had even given him a set of blueprints, and then he had died in the accident.
Fortunately, he lived alone, so there was no need to worry about relatives seeking compensation from that client. After all, the safety issue had been his own negligence.
A new line of text appeared.
Dead man, are you willing to join the Dimension Paradise?
A countdown accompanied it, with only ten minutes remaining.
"Why choose me?" Chu Danqing asked, staring at the words and the timer, unable to hide his confusion.
He did not think there was anything special about him.
Still, he did not ask what would happen if he refused, or what awaited him when the countdown ended. It would be
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