Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
In this supernatural era, countless people yearned for the inheritance of supernatural powers, aspiring to become the characters only found in novels and games, wielding lightning, and controlling fire.
Park Jung-chul was one of them; moreover, his involvement with a cult, while in South Korea and the unique environment there intensified his yearning and admiration for these mystical powers.
He was consumed by his obsession, often sleeping for only brief periods each day. His commitment was so intense that he occasionally pretended to be unwell to avoid attending classes. Day after day, he immersed himself in the library and delved into the depths of the internet, relentlessly seeking knowledge about the Qin Dynasty and the pre-Qin era. After several days of unwavering dedication and meticulous work, he achieved the remarkable feat of translating the entire Seven Cryptical Books of Hsan into a language accessible to modern readers.
"Thank goodness for the internet, libraries, and the accumulated wisdom of human civilization over thousands of years. Otherwise, translating this book would have been impossibly difficult," Park Jung-chul mused.
After completing the translation of the book, Park Jung-chul developed dark circles under his eyes and looked like he could rival a panda in terms of dishevelment.
He was disheveled from head to toe, hadn't showered for several days, and emitted an unpleasant odor. Even his hair resembled a bird's nest. However, he was currently in high spirits, gazing at the handwritten copy of the Seven Cryptical Books of Hsan he had just translated, overwhelmed with joy.
If he had obtained this book after the Qin era and before the Internet era, it would have been an incredibly daunting task to translate it. But in the modern era, with access to the internet and libraries, and these texts being authentic and not fabricated by others, he could easily accomplish what he set out to do as long as he put in the effort.
Park Jung-chul slapped his own face and carefully opened the handwritten
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