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Another World Continent: Useless Spirit-Assistant Shaman

Original title异世大陆:废材辅灵师
CompletedAbout 369 chapters· 821k characters· last chapter 2 years ago
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[Transmigration · Otherworldly Continent · Hunting and Farming · Pharmacy · Crafting]

If talent is not enough, luck will make up for it.

On the Tenwind Continent, there are three seasons in a year: warm season, flood season, and cold season, with twenty-four months in total. Men awaken as martial spirit masters and hunt exotic beasts; women awaken as auxiliary spirit masters and refine medicine, craft tools, and grow crops.

Song Liuhua, who transmigrates into a talentless girl on the Tenwind Continent who was gored to death by an exotic beast, originally thinks she can get a cheat ability and punch through the earth’s core. Unexpectedly, she is slapped in the face by reality at the very first test, and from then on begins her lie-flat life on the Tenwind Continent.

Within one day, she completes the major event of her life: in the morning she is jilted, and by noon she has abducted a handsome young man to marry.

Her trash talent often makes her feel out of place in this world, and everything she painstakingly learns turns out to be useless. So she decides to practice crafting in a half-hearted, just-go-with-the-flow way. Toss this in, toss that in, what? She still has to control the fire? Whatever. Big flame or small flame depends on her mood. If it’s dried out, just add some water. After the Nth failure, she ends up with a pot of disgusting green liquid. She originally thought that apart from being disgusting, it would only be disgusting, but unexpectedly, it can also repair a shattered spirit sea.

Song Liuhua: Look down on me all you want; that’s you being arrogant. When I refine tools, you’ll be in mortal danger. Just casually refining things, it’s either trash or a top-grade treasure. You mock my talent as trash, I fail countless times, and then I refine a killer weapon.

When hunting in the wild, the women and children dig wild vegetables and compete for lingzhi mushrooms, while Song Liuhua wanders around with her hands tucked in her sleeves, casually fishing here and catching a rabbit there, with unbeatable luck.

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