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Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone

The Lost of Carthage
Lu Xuanji transmigrated to the Zifu Realm and realized that cultivation was an arduous journey. Due to the monopoly of resources, the strong grew stronger while the weak turned weaker. His clan was in a difficult situation. As he munched on cold, leftover food, he thought of the pathetic situation that his clan was in. Thankfully, his cellphone transmigrated along with him. The File Manager app, which could store a large amount of information, was used to store 10,000 scrolls of martial arts techniques. The Fortune Reading app, which could analyze information input, was used to deduce future events and break down martial arts techniques. Google Maps, which showed panoramic views of different terrains, was used to locate enemies and identify spots for minerals. The Phone Banking service allowed him to exchange currency for spiritual stones. The mobile game, Orchard, allowed him to get spiritual fruits by planting trees. As such, Lu Xuanji led his clan to rise up to the pinnacle of life.
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