My Daily Occult Settlement

The Old Gods' tentacles spread across the continent, crushing every force with the potential to rise. That is, until a traveler from a distant land transmigrated into the Steam Age as a history student. [Daily settlement: You spoke with Mr. Eisen. Eloquence +1] [Your words are more persuasive] [Daily settlement: You kept breathing without stopping. Lung capacity +1] [You can stay underwater longer.] [Daily settlement: You met a beautiful upperclasswoman and felt your heart stir. Innocence +1] Hey! Don't give me credit for useless skills like these! Steam and steel, the Old Gods and potions. The wheels of history rolled on, and when the Old Gods awoke, they saw Li Ang holding a cane. “Look at me, you little punk!”