Em Sumeru: Posso Copiar o Poder dos Sete Deuses
Fanfic de Genshin Impact, canal de qualidade, sem conteúdo tóxico. Um novato de nível 60 tenta completar as missões semanais em modo cooperativo, mas não esperava cruzar o caminho de um veterano. Só ouviu uma frase do veterano: “Dano explosivo, só deita aí!” Antes que Lin Feng percebesse, tudo ficou escuro e ele foi transportado para Teyvat. Neste mundo cheio de perigos, ele só queria encontrar um lugar tranquilo para viver, mas ao perceber que o modificador de monstros do jogo veio junto com ele, de repente achou que ser expulso da humanidade logo após atravessar para esse novo mundo talvez não fosse tão ruim assim. Também conhecido como: “Eu juro que não sou a verdadeira Arconte Dendro, por que vocês me levam para a Festa do Nascimento da Deusa das Flores?” “As 36 maneiras práticas de usar os poderes do Arconte Geo e do Arconte Dendro na infraestrutura nacional” “O Segmento do Doutor foi morto por um Tesourador de Tesouros sozinho? Como eu teria um sonho tão absurdo?”
Em Sumeru: Posso Copiar o Poder dos Sete Deuses
It took Lin Feng a full half-day to finally accept the fact that he had transmigrated.
Yet, looking at the towering trees and tangled vines before him, he couldn't help but feel a pang of melancholy.
Just six hours ago, Lin Feng was sitting in front of his computer, playing an online game called *Genshin Impact*.
Right when he was in a co-op team fighting a weekly boss, the Shogun's Musou no Hitotachi cleaved right down upon him. Before he could even curse, his vision went black. When he woke up, he found himself dangling from a tree at least twenty meters tall.
After watching a pack of walking Fungi waddle swaggeringly beneath him, Lin Feng finally confirmed that he had transmigrated into the world of *Genshin Impact*—the continent of Teyvat.
In his original world, he had always been a loner, so transmigrating to Teyvat wasn't necessarily a bad thing. After all, finding a quiet courtyard to lounge in near the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, occasionally grabbing a bite at Wanmin Restaurant, and petting dogs by the Liyue harbor bridge after dinner had always been Lin Feng's dream.
But his current predicament left much to be desired.
Though being hung from a tree was certainly preferable to being locked in a Treasure Hoarder cage or thrown into a Hilichurl cooking pot, that was only under the assumption that it was a normal forest!
Staring at the Rishboland Tiger in front of him, which was swishing its tail and baring its teeth, Lin Feng gulped involuntarily at the sight of its two exaggerated fangs.
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