The Romantic Cultivator - Chapter 1176 An Old Friend Appears

Decisive and RuthlessThere’s no such thing as a good monster!All monsters deserve to die!Cold-blooded and merciless!During his freshman summer break, Lu Ding had planned to take on an internship to gain some experience and earn a bit of pocket money. But who would’ve thought that the construction site he was working at would unearth a blood-dripping stone?While the workers fled in terror, Lu Ding grabbed a jackhammer and charged forward.After nearly twenty years in this world, his golden finger—the Monster Containment Prison—was fully prepared. But because he had never encountered a single monster in all that time, his patience had long worn thin.Now that he finally came across one, there was only one thought in his mind—either he killed the monster, or the monster killed him.Joining the 749 Bureau, he used their resources to hunt and contain monsters.From then on, the 749 Bureau gained a new investigator—one who never left a single survivor.One by one, legendary demons and monsters emerged into the world, only to be crushed under Lu Ding’s hands.[Contained the Stubborn Stone of Nanshan, gained the Path of Jinche—nothing is unbreakable.][Contained the Black Old Lady, gained Strength of a Thousand Pounds—one palm can move mountains.][Contained the Flying Centipede, gained Centipede’s Wind-Fixing Art—soaring through the skies and burrowing into the earth.]749 Bureau: “Unless absolutely necessary, do NOT let Lu Ding take a mission! Our bureau’s purpose is containment, but every time he acts, nothing is left alive!!”749 Bureau Motto: “We Contain, We Confine.”Lu Ding: “I may be an investigator of 749, but I don’t care about containment—only extermination.”

Park Moonsoo worked REALLLLLLY hard in life before dying.

Gabriel was once destined to rise as a Paladin knight, bound to no one except the church, instead he became the subject of a forbidden ritual that shattered his body and soul. Changing him from a weapon of the church to an enemy.Exiled to the Northern Kingdom, a simple hunt in Eldenreach unravels everything. A mutilated corpse carved with holy sigils, monsters fleeing something more terrifying, and a conspiracy stretching back to his very origins.

The world was destroyed, the apocalypse descended, a new era began, and the right to survive as a Lord was granted to every person.Domains, Heroes, Troops, Treasures, Resources—all of the countless servers constructed by the myriad continents were opened up.Qin Muye looked at his panel, which was akin to cannon fodder, and his domain with its damaged suffix, and felt a strong urge to cry but no tears would come.No divine talent, no hidden hints, no overpowered Profession.“If that's the case, then I'll just have to adapt and live in a different way.”