Legend of Swordsman - Chapter 3087: Peak Rank Four

For five years, I've lived the life of a failure. Smashing my hands against the wooden target in hopes of entering a meditative state; a necessary step to becoming a cultivator.For five years, I've faced nothing but disappointment, looks of pity, and meager attempts at encouragement.But everything has to come to an end. An end, that for me, became a new beginning!Circuits, wires, and capacitors? Or maybe spirit powder, Spricur crystals, and Qi gathering formations?In a world where cultivation is, for most, merely a hobby and the worlds of mysticism and science are divided, I shall be the one to craft a bridge between the two!Why rely on ancient arrays to harness dense Qi? Isn't it easier to buy one of my converters, plug it into the wall, and be done with it?Is your gaming console malfunctioning, yet no tech shop can find the cause? Have you tried this the exorcising swatter 3.0?And you! Yes, you, the one whose reflection appears on the screen on your phone once you block it! Why would you buy static figurines if you can come to my shop... And get your hands on waifus that will actively flirt with you?Come all ye troubled souls, and allow this God to craft a solution to all your problems!

Captain America: “Commander! The roaring commando is in place!”
Iron Man: “You are my godfather?!”
Wolverine:……
Dark Night Legend, Avatar, Bliss Space, Transcendental Hacker…

Traveling through the world of science fiction movies, and quietly changing the real world
A dark mech slowly landed on the platform

“Boss, the press conference is about to begin.”

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Emperor Gabela: Imperial legions are unstoppable on land.

Great Orc Chief: All the warriors of the tribe can count as ten.

Jade Realm Elf King: The forest ranger has never missed a shot.

Chairman of the Horn Bay Alliance: The alliance fleet is the undisputed ruler of the sea.

A mysterious organization: The prophesied era will finally come.

Paul Grayman: I am not targeting anyone. Everyone here is rubbish.

Start the journey of guns and cannons crushing the low-magic plane…

(This is an old-fashioned story about climbing a technological tree in another world to farm for hegemony. The author has limited knowledge and may make some mistakes in technical details. Criticism and corrections are welcome)

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“I, alpha Dylan, reject you, Anastasia, as my mate”.“An- and, I, Anastasia, accept your rejection, alpha Dylan”. I forced myself to say, before I ran away in tears.As soon as I arrived in my room and shut the door, I burst out laughing to my heart's content.“I can't believe this. Finally, Alpha Dylan is off my back!”.You may all be wondering why I am happy to be rejected by my mate, right?That's because I'm not the real Anastasia.