MTL - Pirates of the Dead - Chapter 481 Dominate

If I were to fall into a game, I wish I would fall when I was young.

Arriving in a strange world filled with cultivators, Chu Che suddenly becomes the owner of an Entertainment system... Specifically, he becomes the owner of an Entertainment Park.

[Chu Che: What? I get to own an Entertainment Park in another word?

Author: Zip It MC. I'm talking.

Chu Che: (“_”)] ....

The young Chu Che begins his rise to the top.

And along his path, he becomes a legendary master who countless people dare not offend.

[Emperor Hoshi]: “Hahahahahahaha! I've just broken through after watching the 7th season of one piece! As expected of the entertainment park!”

[The Great Elder Pei Mo]: “Damn You Park Owner! How can you close the park now? I was just about to rank up in the Elder Scrolls game!”

[Fairy Wei Wei]: “This game is too much! How can I fall into a pit of snakes just like that? No way. I'm not reconciled! I, Fairy Wei Wei, must become victorious in this game of snakes and ladders.”

[Goddess Laila]: “... ~Oooooooooo! Why is it so tragic? What happened to senior John Snow? How can he be dead? Owner, you go in there and save him now!”

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The mighty Chu Che opened an 'Anime, Gaming, & Fantasy Entertainment Park, which shattered the reality of many and led to the rise of countless experts.

Thus, the young man became the most invincible man to all.

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