Star Gate - Chapter 118: Origin Weapons (IV)

Yang Ji transmigrated to a world of immortals, where he could see various information displays invisible to others.He looked at a chunk of ore, “Mystic Iron Ore”.He looked at a dead frog, “Died of Gu Insect, dead for fifty breaths”.He looked at the sky, “The sky is overcast, and a heavy rain will pour down in an hour”.He looked at humans, “Thinking”, “I want to seize your body”, “Angry”, “Sneaky”.When he looked at himself, a proficiency panel appeared.With the attributes he could see, Yang Ji sought good fortune and avoided disaster. Step by step, he walked the path to the supreme immortal way.

An ordinary person who has passed through the Marvel World to gain the phagocyte ability and began to devour superpowers, and became the king of Marvel!

There are many female lords. The protagonist has gradually become the king of the Marvel world from ordinary people. The initial ability is the physique that changes through traversing. It can devour and stabilises without any side effects. The system is only an aid, you can also cross the plane!

- Description from Novelupdates

The dojo is located in Yunzhong Mountain, and there are halls and fields.

Sitting under the ginkgo tree in leisure time, looking at the dust and clouds in the distance,

Hoe the ground and listen to the sound of springs, forge swords by the fire,

Food and clothing are up to oneself and God,

I don’t know the end of the cold year;

When the robbery comes, you have to go to the lower reaches of the mountain to watch the bitterness and sweetness of the world.

It’s hard to keep injustice in your eyes, and you don’t like to show it in front of others.

The gourd of wine at the waist is deep, and the light of the sword behind the back is cold,

Not for fame, not for money,

Be a free spirit.

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- Description from novelbuddy

When Li Xianyu was 20 years old, he received his father’s inheritance, an 18-year-old great-grandmother who was incredibly beautiful.

Li Xianyu: “Great-Grandma, why are you so young?”

Great-Grandma: “That’s because I died when I was 18 years old.”