BrausBru

9mth

Posted

it's good, ignore all the reviews that say "oh the MC is a moron", they're just used to mary sue protagonists who always know the right answers to everything, and are physically incapable of making mistakes because the author won't let them, here the MC actually learns and grows. the writing is shockingly good compared to the other stories on this site, and the translation is readable and inoffensive.

I Hide And Farm In The World Of Cultivation To Increase My Proficiency

Eastern · Flying Fatty

BrausBru

2yr

Commented

remember, until this point our protagonist didn't know that this guy wanted to torture him, all he knew was that he held some killing intent.

Zhou Feng tied the storage bag to his waist and bowed to Zhao Jun's corpse. Then, he dug a hole and buried Zhao Jun.

From the confidential information he received from the Nighthawks, he knew that the Sequence pathway that the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun held was called Sun, and its Sequence 9 was Bard. It would allow the Beyonder to imbue courage and strength for themselves and their allies through their singing, a "job" that brought about devotion and submission. Their slogan was "Let us praise the Sun!"

Lord of Mysteries

Fantasy · Cuttlefish That Loves Diving

BrausBru

2yr

Commented

\[T]/ PRAISE THE SUN!!!

"The next mission is for you or Frye to take Sealed Artifact 3-0782 out of town to somewhere uninhabited. Otherwise, a good half of the people in this inn will become idiots blathering praises of the Sun. Are you going first, or Frye?" Dunn looked at Klein with his deep gray eyes.

Lord of Mysteries

Fantasy · Cuttlefish That Loves Diving

BrausBru

2yr

Commented

Praise the Sun!!! 🌞

This Sacred Emblem's Beyonder influence seemed to be able to last a long time. It had the ability to constantly purify any corpses and spirits in a fifteen-meter radius. However, it had the drawback of purifying the soul of a commoner at the same time. Research data indicated that if a normal human were to stand within its radius for an hour, they would become an idiot that only knew how to praise the Sun. The limit for Beyonders was six hours.

Lord of Mysteries

Fantasy · Cuttlefish That Loves Diving

BrausBru

2yr

Commented

Also avoids the awkwardness of having these characters call him "Mr. Fool"

Ever since the ritualistic magic, Alger started using 'Him' to address The Fool politely.

Lord of Mysteries

Fantasy · Cuttlefish That Loves Diving

BrausBru

2yr

Commented

Imagine spending decades mastering the blade, conversing with your peers, learning from people around the world, and forging your own style through experience and combat. then you show up to the fight and the guy just pulls out a six shooter and nails you.

"Combat? There's no need to study combat in this era." Gawain looked at Klein with turbid eyes and said in a dead voice, "You should learn how to draw your gun and shoot. You should master the most advanced weaponry."

Lord of Mysteries

Fantasy · Cuttlefish That Loves Diving

BrausBru

2yr

Replied to P1N34PPL3Z

The CCP keeps any writer in China on a short leash, I'm pretty sure any negative portrayal of a secret government organization wouldn't be allowed.

"I've seen many similar situations in the past. Pass me their address, I'll ask Kenley to arrange for them to leave Tingen for another city, to start life anew."

Lord of Mysteries

Fantasy · Cuttlefish That Loves Diving

BrausBru

2yr

Commented

Self defense, if he didn't kill him before the transformation ran out he would have been killed himself. The person attacking, attacked without provocation and it isn't reasonable to be expected for the defendant to have the ability to hold himself back enough to incapacitate him over killing him given the abilities of the assailant, and the recency of the acquisition of the transformation beast soul. This was justified.

While Xue Longyan was struggling to kick Han Sen, the latter ignored him and rammed his face with the cow head. It didn’t take long before Xue Longyan’s body went limp. When Han Sen finally calmed down, he was already dead, with his face smashed in like a hunk of meat.