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The Monarch of Abyss

otem
If the only thing that carries weight in this world... it would be status. And this one word carries such weight that millions die for it. So being born into a noble family is extreme luck in itself. Weak and poor commoners were discarded other useful were treated as dogs. The hierarchy of the society is so crushing that an average commoner would be willing to commit genocide to obtain favors from the crazy noble. But do you know what's worse than being a commoner? Being born as a bastard, an illegitimate child. Ran Bloodrune was no exception. Being born as a bastard of Bloodrunes all he had done in his life was to follow their every orders without hesitation. Just to prove himself to his father, to get noticed, to show his his worth. But everything went downhill after he was afflicted by a rare disease called 'mana drain'. That day, he lost his worth and died. Perhaps the one after him will fulfill his most cherished wish or...
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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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