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Jobs Drones

Urban Roots: The Farming System

You know how some people get super excited about their job interviews? Yeah, I wasn’t one of those people. Meet me—Kieran Vale, a broke college grad with a degree I’m still paying for (thanks, student loans). One day, I find myself in the middle of a totally normal scenario: unlocking a mysterious "system" that rewards me for growing organic produce in the city. I mean, who wouldn’t want a farming side hustle on top of their 500 tabs of nonsense? So now, instead of desperately sending out résumés (and failing), I’m out here unlocking farming tools, skill trees, and weather predictions like it’s a game. And guess what? Every time I grow a plant, I get some new gadget. It’s like if Minecraft and real life had a baby, and that baby was... well, me. The system’s even got automated irrigation and AI drones. I don’t know how to feel about that. Am I a farmer or just a tech geek with a green thumb? But wait—there’s more! Just when I think I’ve got it all figured out, city developers show up wanting to bulldoze everything I’m trying to build. Oh, and did I mention the rival farmers who are way too competitive about their rooftop kale? Yeah, there's that too. Apparently, being an urban farmer means playing a weird game of "who can grow the weirdest vegetables while avoiding getting arrested by city officials." Anyway, I’ve got a decision to make: build a farming empire out of thin air, or let the system’s rewards turn me into some kind of weird urban farming legend. But seriously, author, can we have a moment of honesty? Does anyone actually want to farm this much? Because I’m starting to think the system is less "helpful" and more "let’s see how much Kieran can handle before he breaks." So, yeah, this is my chaotic journey of turning dirt into something worth a whole lot more. Let's see where this farming adventure takes me.
SageCrow · 2.3K Views

I Got Reincarnated as a Gluttonous King with a System

I was nobody—a faceless drone, slaving away at a meaningless job in the modern world. But fate—or perhaps something far more sinister—had other plans. One moment, I was staring at the rain-slick asphalt of a street I'd never cross. The next, I woke up in a world torn straight from fantasy, staring down at hands that weren't my own. I was not only in another world; I was inside the body of King Alaric Varelius—dead, bloodied, and betrayed. In a next few moments, chaos engulfed me. Assassins came attacking me, and before I even get to scream, a voice in my head whispered to me: Skill Activated: Gluttony. When I woke up, I was covered in their blood, their strength flowing through my veins, and a glowing status window hovered before my eyes. It said one thing: in this world, power isn't earned—it's taken. But death is far from being the end for me. Each time I die, I revert to the same damned moment of rebirth—becoming the dead king once again. Wielding the skill Gluttony and replete with experience garnered through multiple lives, I vow to cut out my path towards survival. The kingdom I now rule teeters on the brink of collapse, plagued by treacherous nobles, ancient grudges between races, and whispers of a Demon King's impending invasion. It's clear what I'm here to do: unify the races, strengthen the kingdom, and uncover the mystery of why King Alaric—and now I—was marked for death. Every death teaches me something new. Each enemy I slay adds their strength along with their memories into mine. But the stronger it gets, the less one can control and harness it. More so, with each successive life taken, the hunger gains momentum. Can an ordinary nobody like me, a man, really be the king this broken world needs? Or will I lose myself to the darkness within before the final battle even begins? One thing’s for certain: I’ll die trying. Again. And again.
Conspirator · 14.9K Views
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