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A bad life as a cultivator: practice, practice, practice... Die! A perfect life of cultivating immortals: drawing talismans, refining alchemy, controlling beasts, making puppets, setting up formations... Drinking with fairies, sleeping together, nurturing life, establishing an immortal family, and leaving a name for eternity! Lu Chuan came to the world of immortality with a bronze lamp that condensed "fairy spirits". On the surface, he has all the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. He has refined his energy at thirty, built his foundation at a hundred years old, and has the old spirit root of the dying elixir. In fact, Lu Chuan used the fairy spirit to enhance his physique during the day, took it at night to condense the magic power, and lit the incense to improve his understanding. He built the foundation in ten years and formed the elixir in a hundred years! Tens of thousands of years later, everyone in the world will respectfully call him: "The Immortal King of Baiyi!"

My name is Logan Howlett, a farmer living in the remote Northwest Territories of Canada. Of course, I am no longer a "Wolverine" in the traditional sense. Because I am still a necromancer, the monarch of the undead, and an eternal undead race. With the determination to conquer, I relied on various necromancy techniques, undead armies, and villain aides summoned from all over the world. Canada became my cemetery. I was the biggest beneficiary of the Civil War. When Captain America Rogers rushed into the Hydra base and saw clones exactly like him beating up the Red Skull, he couldn't help but utter "fuck" Tony Stark, who was imprisoned by terrorists, stared dumbly at the red mecha falling from the sky: "Who are you?!" The Mark 7 UAV developed by Howlett Industries responded: "I am iron man!" "???"