Fake lord

The God-level Babel Tower suddenly collapsed, the black mist of death enveloped the earth, and the era of cataclysm came. The fire of civilization was rekindled in the high-walled city. People hunted monsters, refined genetic potions, and gained extraordinary power. Ghouls, mountain monsters, monsters, blood descendants of gods, remnants of the past... are all raw materials for psykers to refine genetic potions. Not strong enough? Then transplant some psychic prosthetics, [Swift Magic Muscle], [Steel Skeleton], [Iron Lung], [Spiritual Optic Nerve], [Wanrong Stomach], [Hydra's Nine-Headed Dragon Heart], [Giant Arm], [Odin's Eyeball], [Dracula's Vampire Ring], [Titan's Divine Spine]... Ronan traveled through time and became the stand-in for the noble young man. At this moment, he was on his way to the southern border on behalf of the emperor who had just insulted the wife of a famous imperial general. Ronan started as a fake lord, gradually opened up wasteland, excavated ruins, and sailed for exploration... until one day, he climbed the Tower of Babel. Those old masters hidden in the black mist were all prostrate, trembling and whispering: "The King of Natural Disasters." My name is Ronan, and I am the natural disaster.