Seven Unfortunate Lifetimes, All Thanks to a Single Moment of Impulse - Chapter 23

Shui Lanxing was captured and dragged into the game.

While the other players were trying to recruit soldiers, Chen Wei had already started the path of synthesizing natural disasters.

[Skeleton] + [Ballista] = [Bone Ballista]

[Naga] + [Egg] = [Six-armed Alien]

[Archangel] + [ACR Nuclear Reactor] = [Mechanical Paradise]

Demons, undead, machines, and insect swarms, groups that are not afraid of death, crazily killing and destroying everything, can all be called natural disasters.

And Chen Wei is the master of natural disasters.

Looking at the Death Star, Laser Skull, and Willow Phoenix behind him, Chen Wei had only one thought in his mind.

Players, it can be considered a natural disaster!

Why don’t you try combining them?

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- Description from novelbuddy

Transmigration is the total rage of novels nowadays, and if the main character isn’t careful, they get swept up into the bandwagon, so this is a story from another continent. Magic? —— of course the main character won’t know how to use it, but what about knowing how to use electricity? Dou Qi? —— the main character still doesn’t know, but is inner power more strong? Beautiful women? —— of course the main character has them, or else there wouldn’t be anything worth reading in this novel. How many? —— that question’s quite good, if I told you everything, what would you read for? An honest warning to the female readers and your tastes, it is a harem novel, don’t read it if you’re not interested. A stern warning to male readers and your tastes, um, it’s like a breath of fresh air.

- Description from Novelupdates

As the Gods descended onto Earth to bless their children to save them from the threat of extinction, supernatural beings were born with the help of the System.

However, not everyone was blessed.

Zayn was a “Normie”, but he was quite happy about that!

Who the hell needs the Blessing of a God or a spoon-feeding system?

I don't!

As long as I had the Grimoire of the Ancient, some fragmented memories of my past, and my Army of Spirits, not even Gods would dare to look me in the eyes!