Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 692: The Stars Took Her Away

One day, I woke up only find out that I’d become a Demon Lord, an individual responsible for protecting a dungeon. The world I’d been spirited away to was one filled with violence. Gigantic monsters wandered through it and competed with each other each and every day for the right to survive. I had no choice but to strengthen my dungeon’s defenses in hopes of living another day—or at least that was what I’d thought. For some odd reason, I instead ended up spending my days in relaxation and bliss.

The world was destroyed by meteorites and everyone on Earth transmigrated to a wasteland.The wasteland would encounter an unpredictable catastrophe every seven days. Some of the catastrophes included the great flood, ice age, invasion of demonic beasts and plague of plants.In order to survive, mankind had to build more advanced shelters.Lin Yue awakened the 100 Percent Drop Rate System, allowing him to live a very different life from the others.Other people lamented, “The drop rate is too low, isn’t it? I have killed 50 mutants, yet I still have not gotten any drops!”Lin Yue lamented, “I have way too many drops and my item list is now full. Could it be that I have to upgrade my shelter and build a warehouse for all the drops? Tsk. That’s so troublesome.”

Transported to a rural family in 1973, where eating required food stamps, dressing needed cloth tickets, stepping out asked for a letter of introduction, doing business was considered speculative profiteering, and securing a job demanded an urban household registration. She, a young girl from the countryside, faced an indifferent mother, a troublesome younger brother, and an elder sister who often had poor ideas. Life had become insufferable.Memories from her past life are mostly forgotten, yet the myriad of objects in her magical storage ring baffles her greatly.

Standing before you are:

Guardian and patron of darkness,

Disruptors and Reshapers of Order,

creator and persecutor of licking dogs,

The tea master, the goddess of the dark night, the nightmares and gravediggers of the gods,

The true ancestor of blood – Charlotte de Castel.

With madness, with blood, with curse, with destruction.

This is a legend belonging to the blood family…

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