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nThirty years later…

nIn a luxurious house, a young man of 12 or 13 years slowly opened his eyes.

n“Huh?”

n“Where am I?”

nLooking at his little body, Draven was in a daze.

n“Did the reincarnation succeed?” Draven muttered in shock.

nDraven was the former powerhouse of the Nexus continent.

nThe Divine Forger, who could fight and kill with a hammer.

n“I wonder how long it’s been…”

nLooking at his memories, there was an unrecognizable expression on his face.

nA decade of memories seemed too foreign to him.

nDraven didn’t even know if he had reincarnated into the same world.

nFeeling his Battle Will’s presence around the continent, he confirmed that he was still in the same Etherium realm.

nBefore he could further process his thoughts, the door opened, revealing a woman who hurriedly approached him.

n“Son!”

n“Are you fine? Does your head still hurt?”

n“N-no, I’m fine,” Draven said, embarrassed.

nIt was the first time someone had shown genuine concern for him, leaving him in a daze.

n“That’s good. I can’t have little Draven leaving us just like that.”

nAfter kissing him until she had enough, the woman looked at him seriously.

n“Draven, although you have trash talent, you don’t need to worry.”

n“Your father, your siblings, and I can still support you without worries for the rest of your life.”

n“In the future, we could even buy life-extension medicine.”

n“So please, son… don’t be stupid, okay?”

nAfter seeing the woman’s sincere look, Draven simply nodded.

nBy analyzing the memories in his mind.

nHe learned that the previous Draven was too stubborn and would rather die than live such a trashy life.

nHis talent was trash, and even his comprehension was average.

nIn such a prosperous empire, Draven’s situation couldn’t be said to be unique.

nHowever, Draven wasn’t committing suicide; he was practicing a stupid method that made Draven smile.

nIn his previous life, Draven was also mediocre.

nHe was a crazy bastard who would cut off his limbs if it made him stronger.

nThus, after becoming a blacksmith for a few years, he had the crazy idea of forging his body with various metals.

nThis suicidal method was Draven’s only chance.

nPicking up his hammer and a piece of iron, he mashed it bit by bit into his body.

nIf it weren’t for Malgron passing by and taking an interest.

nHe wouldn’t even be alive to become the top powerhouse of the Nexus continent.

nAs for the former Draven of this body, he also used a similar method.

nUsing his parents’ money, he bought some cheap nanobots and injected them into his body.

nThis should have been safer and more successful than what he did in his previous life.

nUnfortunately, the nanobots that Draven bought were just cheap imitations.

nThey could only be used for big industrial projects, not in the body.

nWith a scan of his consciousness, he could still feel the little nanobots on the verge of exploding.

nFortunately, he had powerful consciousness and easily suppressed them.

nAfter calming down his mother, Draven began to think about his future.

nAccording to the agreement they had with Malgron, they would meet in the abyss once they were resurrected.

nHowever, looking at his feeble body, he couldn’t even go to the abyss in this condition.

n“Moonlight Empire… It seems that you’re my only chance…”

n…

nSetting his goal, Draven spent months studying the history and current situation of the Moonlight Empire. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ NoᴠFre.nt

nAfter studying, Draven still couldn’t believe that this was the former Nexus Continent.

nAlthough it’s not as prosperous as the Arcane Continent, the potential is huge.

nDraven can’t take his mind off the previous barbaric continent, now replaced by the peaceful Empire.

n“However, times like this can only create a bunch of weak powerhouses…” Draven thought with a sigh.

nThe Nexus Continent was barbaric for a reason.

nHard times create heroes.

nThey are made to survive and thrive in the toughest times, like a sword forged in the flames and coldness of war.

nHowever, looking at his mother, who was spoiling him like a little kid, Draven unconsciously smiled.

n“What happened, darling? Is your body still hurt?”

n“No, Mom… I want to work.”

n“Work? What’s wrong? Are we not providing enough food for you?”

n“Don’t worry, I’ll ask your brother to send some allowance back.”

n“That brat has been addicted to games; he didn’t even come back even if something happened to his brother.”

n“No, I want to work because I don’t want to be a burden on the family.”

n“Furthermore, staying at home and doing nothing is boring.”

nTo regain his past strength, some allowance is not enough.

nHe already found all the materials that he needed for his early training.

nHowever, looking at the combined prices, Draven just cringed at the price.

n“But you can’t work; you’re only 13,” his mother asked in confusion.

nIn the Moonlight Empire, the years from 1 to 14 are considered the years of enlightenment.

nDuring these years, individuals are limited in almost every aspect of their lives.

nThey aren’t allowed to attend school, their practice time is limited to a few hours a day, their screen time is also restricted, and working is prohibited.

nAll these restrictions are intended to ensure that children are carefree and can better integrate into the empire during their childhood.

nThis law, which borders on brainwashing, was, of course, promulgated by Maximus.

nHe aims to nurture his people from childhood so that in the future, even if they reach unimaginable heights.

nAll they could think of were the happy memories from their childhood.

nUpon hearing this absurd rule, Draven clenched his fists.

nWho’s the bastard who created this rule, preventing him from making money?

n“Oh, I know! What about joining your brothers and sisters in the game?”

n“A game? Will that make money?”

n“Hahaha, of course! Otherwise, why do you think we are rich?”

nAlthough their wealth mainly comes from various benefits provided by the empire, there is no denying that the game played a significant role in their family’s success.

n“What game?” Draven asked doubtfully.

nTheir screen time was limited, let alone digital games.

nAll that was available to them were some movies, forums, and a few basic functions.

n“That’s right! You just turned 13 a few months ago.”

nGames aren’t allowed for children aged 1-12, which made Draven curious about their family business.

n“Don’t worry, your brother will run you through the details later…”

n…

nA few days later…

nDraven looked at the pod before him, still clueless about the so-

ncalled games that could make money.

n“You’re here, Draven!” his brother greeted, patting him on the back.

n“Brother,”

n“Hmm, just get into the gaming pod; I’ll explain to you inside.”

nGetting into the pod, Draven felt his consciousness sink, taking him into a new world.

nThe ground and the sky were white; looking around, crowds and crowds of people seemed to fill this infinite space.

nIn the distance, Draven saw a gigantic coliseum, a majestic temple, and a tall building filled with lights.

nBefore he could think anything, a panel popped up in front of him, showing his brother’s indicator.

nDavid wants to teleport to you.

nAccept

/Decline

nTapping on accept, he saw his brother suddenly appear in front of him.

n“How is it, Draven?”

n“Isn’t it just a virtual world?” Draven rolled his eyes.

nThe Arcane Continent had this product countless epochs ago.

nAlthough he didn’t try it, a mere virtual world was not his concern.

n“Anyway, how could we earn money in this world?”

n“You’re so boring…” his brother said, seeing his nonchalant reaction.

n“First, let me tell you about this world.”

n“This is the Moonlight Plain, the virtual world you mentioned.”

n“The three architectures you see from afar are the Battle Coliseum, Moonlight Engine, andCodexia.”

n“The Battle Coliseum, as the name suggests, is a place to fight.”

n“Really?” Draven clenched his fist, wanting to give it a try.

n“Not so fast; it’s an adult-only game; you need to be 15 before you can use it.”

n“Oh,” Draven’s eyes dimmed, hearing this nonsense rule again.

n“The Moonlight Engine, on the other hand, is the creator’s dream.”

n“In it, you could create anything and upload it to the Moonlight Ethernet.”

n“Unfortunately, until now, no product has been completed.”

n“Does that mean if you could create a popular app, it would make you rich?”

n“Duh, of course! With over 100 quadrillion of population, even if 1 percent of people use your app, it’s already a quadrillion.”

n“Just imagine the money flowing through your pocket. Tsk, tsk, what a dream.”

n“Uh… Let me guess, I’m also not allowed to use it?”

n“Hahaha, how did you know? Are you a genius or something?”

nDraven: -_-

n“Anyway, even if you are allowed to use it, an individual simply cannot stand a chance within the market.”

n“By now, there are already millions of companies racing in this blank area to compete for the market.”

n“These companies aren’t just made up of hundreds or thousands of people.”

n“To even have a chance of survival in this emerging market, a company must have at least billions of people.”

n“Oh…” Draven nodded, understanding that this route didn’t work for him.

nFor a muscle head like him, it’s easier to hammer billions of metal than to manage billions of people.

n“As for Codexia, this is where we will earn sacks of money…”

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