Ian's Power System

Ian looked at the white void. With a thought, it transformed into a luxurious mansion. With another thought, it became a damp cave. This reminds me of the Room of Requirement, he thought. Every Reincarnator had a private room of their own, which they could decorate however they pleased.

At first, the room's size was limited to that of the Malibu mansion, but by spending points, they could create their own planets, or even their own worlds. Ian chose an ordinary mansion with a sufficiently large basement. First, he conjured a bottle of vodka and a glass to maintain his image as an alcoholic who could still function normally, then he entered the basement.

The Reincarnation Exchange List was enormous, containing powers and knowledge from every corner of the universe. Ian saw Spider-Man's genes, the talismans from the animated Jackie Chan Adventures, Allomancy from the Mistborn series, Dragon Ball, and countless other strange things.

If only I could obtain the coordinates of all these worlds. Once he mastered this Main God Artifact, the Empire's progress would surpass even his own imagination. At present, the Empire had already entered the Age of Exploration by traveling between the many planes in its universe. However, the next great age of exploration would involve traversing the entire universe.

One step at a time, Ian reminded himself. His mission still had a long way to go before it could succeed, so there was no need to get too excited. He had already planned a path for his avatar during this mission. Magic was his greatest advantage—that was where his talent could truly shine. However, he had not chosen to follow a purely magical path.

Although the Purple-robed Daoist might have experienced hundreds or even thousands of years in other worlds, only two months had passed