World of Cultivation - Chapter Eight Hundred and Ninety One – New King, Old King

This is a happy story of a lawbreaker who legally obtained a C-level skill from an agent, was forced to replace an A-level item, voluntarily steal a B-level skin, and forcibly smuggled into the world of pirates. .

Assuming that a lieutenant general has an average combat strength of 100, a domineering level of B, a speed level of A, and a strength level of B, if an individual with this goal of growth has an initial combat strength of 1, the average annual growth rate of combat strength is 1.24. The uncertainty increase and decay value caused by the accident is ±2.5, and the trigger conditions of the domineering system are unequal and random. Try to demonstrate the following questions:

1. Describe the nature of the Devil Fruit and explain how it works.

2. Explore what is the mutual restraint mechanism of “Domineering – Fruit”?

PS: Due to various reasons, the announcement is made in a serious and responsible attitude. The two words “strong” in several names are very reliable. As for the last two words… miraculously, it has nothing to do with the content.

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Living in Tokyo, using the Mind-reading Extraction Skill, I thought I could become an all-powerful superhero, but instead, I got dragged into a twisted cycle of love?! Without even a moment to mourn my youth, the one who immediately rushed to the battlefield was— Kiryu Hina (ex-girlfriend), “Remember, this is what you owe me.” Ayakoji Chiyoko (current girlfriend), “Break it off with that woman immediately!” Kohinata Motoyo (rough target), “Please, I’ll do anything!” Ai Cheng Hua Lian (always losing), “Huh?” Kagura Hikaru (protagonist), “...........” My youth romantic comedy can’t possibly be this twisted!!!

She is a descendant of an Ancient Chinese Aristocratic family. Having just transmigrated into a young lady’s body filled with aphrodisiacs, she had no choice but to pounce at a random man upon arrival.

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.“Is there magic in this world?”Facing Bailuo’s question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, “No.”“But there are miracles.”“What are miracles?”“A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit.”The uncle said, “Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder.”“Magic!”Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, “This is definitely magic!”“No.”His uncle said, “These are truly miracles.”Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, “This is a miracle…”