Lorne transmigrates to Azeroth in World of Warcraft.
Level 1 human mage.
Other transmigrators find themselves in an unknown world full of danger. But the world before him is a game he has spent more than a decade immersed in.
He knows where to grind monsters quickly, where to make money, what gear drops in each dungeon, and every boss's weaknesses.
He even knows how to grind Hydraxian Waterlords reputation and summon Ragnaros.
He is the chosen one.
This may be a game world, but it isn't a game.
Eating restores health, but who says you have to sit down to eat? What's wrong with kiting enemies while eating bread to heal?
Can't climb up here? Then what can you do about me casting Blizzard down at you from the mountain?
There are no GMs, no anti-exploit measures, and none of the rules laid down by game designers.
This is way too unfair.
He decides to build a guild in this world, conquer far and wide, get the best gear, marry a princess, and win the heart of the most beautiful women.
Azeroth!
This mage is here!
At the beginning, he adopts a little girl out of nowhere. I really don't understand what kind of mentality this is, and the little girl has no one to care about and runs on the street all day long. A lot of plots are written about nonsense about little girls. It feels like it was written by a high school student.
In any case, this is a good book. The plot is quite fascinating one after another. The protagonist is made of flesh and blood. The plot of adopting a little girl at the beginning is also very novel and interesting.
Are you still writing after this?