Doupo: Life Simulator System - Chapter 342: Copper Plate, Ye Clan

In 2120, a massive gateway that connects Earth with the Otherworld replaced the Aels boulder in central Australia. The Earth, representative of science, and the Otherworld, representative of magic, subsequently made contact and two wars broke out. Both wars inflicted enormous damage on both sides, eventually leading them to choose peace negotiations, and thereby marking a thirty-year era of peaceful exchanges between Earth and the Otherworld.Even though both sides chose to coexist peacefully, they each coveted the other's benefits. With the impending arrival of the third inter-world war, Earth's Otherworld combat General Staff Headquarters decided to secretly dispatch an advance team to the Otherworld to conduct pre-war reconnaissance.As a hybrid of Earthlings and Otherworld elves, Luoer, after secretly studying and training for over twenty years in Haiya Academy, which specializes in cultivating hybrids of Earthlings and Otherworld inhabitants, will soon lead his squad into an exciting adventure in the unknown Otherworld.Swords and magic? No, this is a world of guns and magic!

“Primum non nocere.”

Carlos was an ordinary software engineer on Earth, up until he died and found himself in a fantasy world of dungeons, magic, and adventure. This new world offers many fascinating possibilities, but it's unfortunate that the skills he spent much of his life developing will be useless because they don't have computers.Wait, why does this spell incantation read like a computer program's source code? Magic is programming?Updates weekly on Tuesday.

No one knows when the first Clough door appeared. All people know is that a new era began when it was pushed open.Fortresses, sublimators, pillars of star essence, three-dimensional armaments, infinite energy, who can escape the sweeping tide of the times?In the abyss, the reverse realm, the skins, the alien gods, the mad king, the rulers, and the dark creatures, all howl in madness!Inside the black mist, the demons and ghosts crawl forward as a cross-dimensional migration silently brews.