Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
After leaving the lives of Li Yan and Yue Yan, Tang Jie still didn't want to go back.
Just like a tireless bird, he would keep flapping his wings until he felt tired.
He vaguely felt that there was still something important that he needed to do.
But this feeling was like a rope blindly grasped in the darkness. Tang Jie himself could not see where it led.
He could only keep walking until he finally found the light at the end of his tunnel.
One day, as he was walking, a familiar scene appeared before him.
In the distance, farmers worked their fields, waves of wheat billowing in the wind.
Daoxiang Village.
He had inadvertently ended up at his starting point.
After sixty-some years, the village was still here, but the people had changed. A child of yesteryear was now a wizened old man who had no impression of Tang Jie.
Standing next to the fields, Tang Jie watched the farmers at work. As he thought about his past encounter with this village, he couldn't help but sigh. In the middle of his daze, the farmers spotted him, one of them shouting, "Traveler from afar, if you're thirsty, we have water over here."
The forthrightness and simplicity of these farmers had Tang Jie smiling. "I am a little thirsty."
He walked over and took some tea from that farmer, gulping it down.
"Guest, where did you come from? And where are you going?" an old farmer asked with a grin.
"I wander the four seas with no fixed home," Tang Jie casually replied.
"Then how do you get by?"
"I know a little handicrafts, and I occasionally help others with small jobs." Tang Jie's eyes fell on the wooden plow in the farmer's hand. In this era, farmers mostly used rather simple plows made of wood.
As he looked at the wooden plow, he suddenly had an idea and knew what he needed to do.
"I can make you a new plow," he said.
Three days later, Tang Jie had made the first iron plow for Daoxiang Village. Compared to the wooden plows used by the farmers before, the iron plows were more solid and
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Finally, after 700 chapters, Tang Jie does that standard transmigrator thing of introducing technologies from his past life to the world of his present life!