Divine Throne of Primordial Blood - Book 4: Near Blood - Chapter 181: Seedling

When I woke up, I found myself inside a spaceship.

I guess you guys think I’m talking nonsense here, but I also have absolutely no clue about what exactly happened to me.

I was really close to completely losing it, but fortunately, I managed to notice that this place was really similar to the world featured in a game I was playing recently.

Am I dreaming? Nope, it’s no dream. Maybe I actually got sent to a different world or something?

But didn’t those things usually involve getting sent to a magical world with elves, dwarves, dragons and whatnot?

In any case, I don’t know what caused this, but I guess I’ll just have to suck it up and live properly in this world from now on.

It’ll be okay. I got my trusty spaceship so I can probably make some money. It’ll work out! It has to!

This is the story of a man abruptly thrown into space along with his private spaceship. He runs around with it and saves damsels in distress along the way, flirts with said damsels, earns money as a merc-for-hire and uses his gaming knowledge to work his way into living freely and easily.

Palace intrigue? I am able to rewind time!So, as a picky and delicate little Servant Consort, she can live a fulfilling life in the harem even without the Emperor's favor.The dishes from the Imperial Kitchen aren't to her liking?Rewind, and get my favorite steamed pork.The color of the fabric given doesn't suit me?Rewind, and this time, I finally get my favorite lake water green.The Emperor wants to sleep with me?Rewind, life without favor is still enjoyable.…The new Emperor Xie Zhixing has a secret.Since his first selection after ascending the throne, his life would inexplicably return to the past—The memorials he just approved are gone!The martial arts he just practiced were in vain!The concubine who was just brought in to sleep with him was taken away!…Xie Zhixing could never grasp the pattern of returning to the past, only considering it as a huge joke from the heavens.Until one stormy day, he met Servant Consort Yun in the Xianfu Palace.Later, he discovered that he had approved the same memorial 25 times that day, just because the Imperial Kitchen didn't make steamed pork for Servant Consort Yun.

To take a dragon's hoard is to challenge death.The greatest of the sea-drakes wakes, curled on his silver throne; but there is no silver. His hoard is stolen. He rises, screaming, and chases the thief to the ends of the world—only to be shot from the sky.But dragons do not die easy, and never one with such festering hatred. A dungeon core rises from his corpse.If he intends to survive so near the cove of pirates that slew his past self, he'll need to master his powers—and quickly. For these pirates are dragonslayers; they won't be felled by mere mushrooms or spiders.Beneath the lawless Calarata, the young dungeon core will have to fight to survive; and one day, he will return death to the man who killed him.

The invincible strongman who roams through the city by day and night, a supreme soldier king that moves across the urban landscape.