An Cheng, now a sheriff, loosened his tie.

Is it choosing to become a powerful figure in the shadows, stirring up trouble and becoming the ultimate boss?

Or perhaps he would become a sheriff, revered by thousands in broad daylight.

Faced with these choices, An Cheng naturally chose not to, but rather to, rather than, exhaust himself.

I'd rather be a tax thief!

You work yourself to the bone, do a lot of work, and one day you might still get caught.

Rather than being a big shot, it's better to just give up.

Having acquired the armor system, will An Cheng be able to resist these temptations?

All of this started with becoming partners with Zhu Yuan!

Transmigrating to a devastated world, is her cheat code an endless abyss? Why are Luo Lin's eyes always filled with tears? Because she can't rank up like you by simply rubbing a glass tabletop or moving a controller. She has to personally enter the abyss, fight monsters up close, and compete with the hardcore grinders in her group. A cup of tea, a pack of cigarettes, a cat swimming, a cow, a day of grinding. Through countless attempts to rank up, Luo Lin will find a way to resolve the tragedy and create a hopeful future—"Just a Herrscher of the End! Watch me annihilate her in 0 seconds!" —————————————— Note: "Rank grinding" refers to the method of ranking up through save-scumming, derived from the concept of "grinding" in RPG games; it's also known as "slow ranking," because free-to-play players can only rank up little by little.

"People say you're a gluttonous messenger, Miss Yueyan. What's your opinion on that?" Faced with the reporter's question, Yueyan angrily retorted, "Nonsense! I'm just an ordinary cook!" "Then I heard you have absolute control in your love life, is that true?" Yueyan smiled, "That's true." The next day, the Interstellar Peace Company's news headline read: "(Miss Yueyan Admits to Messenger Status)" "People say you're a gluttonous messenger, Miss Yueyan. What's your opinion on that?" Yueyan smiled, "That's true." "Then I heard you have absolute control in your love life..." Yueyan angrily interrupted the reporter, "Nonsense!"... Meanwhile, outside the television screen, Yueyan watched the reporter's rambling and fell into deep thought—Am I really? She had pondered this question for a long time. So she looked up: "What do you think, Miss Obolos?"

[No knives, no poison, no bulls, guaranteed plot, Tie Tie, Starry Sky Railway, Ruan Mei, Black Tower, Fu Xuan Qing Que, Riding the Sky and Ting Yun, Liu Ying Xing San Yue Qi, Shura Field]

"All-knowing Lady Black Tower, I have a question for you."

Black Tower: Say it, but I'm not that machine head (Master Boshi).

What does it mean to like?

Black Tower: This... cough cough, why did you ask that question?

"Then let's change the question, Black Tower, what is dating?"

Black Tower: Is the goal to increase favorability?

Yu Qingtu, who is now nowhere to be found: I was here first!!

Tingyun: My benefactor, the Milky Way stretches endlessly, the stars are vast, and the Milky Way is boundless. Amidst the hustle and bustle of human life, would you be willing to draw a little closer to us?

Xi Lian: Hi, did you miss me? ♪

...

Fu Xuan gazed at Qing Que.

"Have you been lying to me all along?"

"My Lord, I really didn't."

Shaodian spent 130,000 years polishing her "work".

As she sculpted the last strand of hair onto the portrait, the path of "creation" was opened at the edge of the galaxy, and the girl from reality became a philosophical deity.

The birth of the Star God proclaimed the great power of "creation" to the universe.

May a thousand stars never fall, and may creation be eternal!

She is the mortal enemy of "nothingness" and the nemesis of "destruction"!

Believers and destiny seekers vied to create what they considered the best "works" to offer before her.

Her name has since been recorded in every mythology that describes creation.

...

The creation of planets has ended, but the creation of the universe will continue!

"My next work is this universe!"

Gazing at the vast sea of ​​stars, the goddess of creation had a resolute look in her eyes.

——

"Those who have questions about Shaodian's creation can read on and find the explanations later. She doesn't oppose creating ruins, but she won't deliberately create ruins or similar things."

Shao Dian will not interfere with what those who embark on the path of creation want to create.

Just as Lan only pursues abundance and ignores everything else, those who embark on the path of hunting may not necessarily pursue abundance, but will have their own hunting philosophy.

Moreover, once a work is conceived, it has a definite image. Any deviation from this image is considered a flaw, whether good or bad.

Furthermore, the Star God is a philosophical deity, not a religious one; therefore, it should not be viewed through the lens of secular power.

Everyone else gets directly transported into the game world, so why am I still being controlled by real-world players after my transmigration...? Wend stared at the blank character card in front of him, stroking his chin in deep thought. What? You say the more popular you are with players, the stronger you become! Okay, okay, I'll create an all-around healer right now! What! You say real-world players are all calling me "Dad"! And they're going crazy over me every day! They even want to bully me! ??? Well, I think staying in the game is pretty good then (trembling).

My name is Zha Zha Hui, or rather, I misspoke. Remember this: my name is Zhang Hui, and I am a time traveler.

The world I traveled to was strange; there were no crises like collapse or abyss.

He was born an orphan, but luckily he was adopted.

The starting gift is Doraemon (late but finally!), wow~ I never imagined it would be such a wonderful start.

This world has a pink piglet who works as a live streamer, a girl who cries and throws tantrums because she can't get any desserts, an abstract raccoon who likes to rummage through trash cans, a beautiful girl who is forever seventeen, a melon-obsessed robot fox, and an outlaw who shouts "stinky bear"...

So... is this the everyday world?

She created a battle-damaged Sora cosplay outfit, and the next second she was transported onto the train with a body covered in hideous wounds.

Faced with the terrified train crew and another living "self," he was completely bewildered.

Qiong: I'm fine, this injury doesn't hurt.

March 7 (bursts into tears): Waaaaah, he's been tortured to the point where he can't feel pain anymore!

Dan Heng (gripping his fist tightly): ...

Walter (adjusting his glasses): This child... has experienced despair that we cannot even imagine.

Qiong: I… (voice goes blank)

Himeko (feeling sorry for her): Stop talking, child, stop reminiscing. We all understand.

Qiong: (No! What do you guys even know?!)

The original, lively character, Qiong, with tears in her eyes, cornered him against the wall, insisting on touching him. Qiong: Why won't you tell me you're in pain? Why won't you rely on me! Don't hurt yourself anymore!

Qiong: ...Help, I'm really just a cosplayer!

On the Grand Temple of Time, the Demon King Goetia looked in astonishment at the man who stood up once again.

"Hmm, so instead of running away from me, Goetia, you've chosen to come over?"

Seventeen-year-old Jotaro Kujo clenched his fists and took a step forward.

"If I don't come closer, how am I supposed to give you a good beating?"

Goetia…

There's only one reason you failed: you angered me!

"【Platinum Star World】!"

"Ora ora ora ora!!!!"

This is the story of Jotaro Kujo saving the world in the FG0 world... at least that's what I think. However, since it's a fanfic (an unofficial fanfic), no one knows how it will actually unfold.

This is a stage that no one can predict!

What if Kafka awakened Steve?

Faced with the apocalyptic beast's breath, Xing He easily blocked it by simply building a few blocks.

"You are strong, but far inferior to my old friend who can roam freely in the void."

Faced with the rain of ice spikes that Cocolia unleashed, Xing He simply took out a seemingly tattered wooden shield and easily blocked them.

"You are strong, but you are far less powerful than a single axe blow from a Piglin Barbarian."

Faced with Huanlong's almost demonic ability to bewitch and manipulate, Xing He simply calmly drank a bucket of milk.

"You are strong, but not nearly as disgusting as the buoyancy of the Shadow Shell."

Afterwards, March 7th couldn't help but press Xing He for answers.

Just how strong are you?

"Without mods, I'm only a tiny bit better than them."

"What if I install mods?"

"Please, they worked so hard to become a Commander, at least give them some gaming experience."