MTL - This Sandbox Game is Unreliable - Chapter 594 In ancient times, there was a divine bird, the Tibetan magic python

After a brutal day on the construction site,Jaxon collapsed onto his cot with nothing but sore muscles, a cheap dinner, and a phone in hand. Out of boredom, he picked up one of those mindless urban web novels—complete with arrogant young masters, all-powerful protagonists, and women falling in love every other chapter.“Who writes this garbage?” he muttered, tossing his phone aside and cursing the story, the characters, and the plot that made no damn sense.Then he woke up inside it.Not as the protagonist.Not even as comic relief.He’s the villain—the arrogant heir of a wealthy family destined to be publicly humiliated, slapped down by the protagonist over and over again.

Char transmigrated!He transmigrated to the game he created!Awesome!I want to tame beasts!I want to manage a castle!I want to drive the castle around the world!But, why are there Elves, Half-Elves, Dwarves, Half-Beasts, Shift Beasts, Shark Lizard Beasts, Greenfoot Dragon Snakes, Multi-headed Lizard Hydras, Flame Skulls, Death Knights here?I didn't design it like this!Also, what in the world are Lord of Dawn Losanda, Forest Goddess Melikai, God of Knowledge Ogma, God of Lies Shirek, God of Tyranny Bane, and the Spider Demon Queen Rose?And there's a god battle, too?!Too dangerous, I guess I won't travel the world just yet.First, let's set a small goal: become a Fantasy Lord first!

Hiro transmigrates and finds himself in the body of an orphan that’s about to be evicted from his orphanage. It wasn’t anything personal, but the orphanage’s policy doesn’t accommodate children who have reached the age of 16.From the gates of that humble establishment, Hiro slowly explores the facets of this world that was both familiar and unfamiliar due to its uncanny resemblance to his previous world—Earth.With his Daily Life RPG System urging him to excel in every aspect of his daily life, Hiro marks his presence in both the mundane and mystical circles of this new world.

When a person dies, they either die light as a feather (aka unimportant) or heavy as Mt. Tai (aka very important).