"America prohibits slavery, unless you wear a striped prison uniform." - "The 13th Amendment"

"When the prison stock code rises faster than the Nasdaq index, this is the real American dream." - Edward Lind,

a simulation game player, traveled to the United States in late 1999 and became the owner and warden of a private prison.

But the situation he faced was a bit tricky:

prison guards and deputy warden whose loyalty was worse than that of dogs.

The prisoners were extremely vicious and were eager to riot.

and bank loans that must be repaid within 30 days.

Fortunately, he awakened the golden finger: as long as he increases his deterrence value to the prisoners, he can draw characters, skills, drawings and props.

So in order to realize his American dream of being the best, Lind decided to fight violence with violence.

Traveling through Tianlong, becoming Murong Fu, ambitious and unwilling to lie down.

This emperor, the Zhao family can do it, why can't I?

No way!

Beiming, Douzhuan, Jianglong, Yijinjing...

Song Dynasty, Dali, Liao Dynasty, Xixia...

The country is so beautiful that countless heroes compete for it!

Divine skills, beauties, and the country, all must be grasped, all must be strong!

Lynn traveled to a magical world similar to the European Middle Ages but possessing magical powers.

Here, magic can affect and control elementary particles.

So…a scientific theory is a magic formula!

Wizards called spellcasters who are actually scientists, under the siege of the Holy See, struggled to explore the truth of the world, until the arrival of Lin En, which set off a renaissance of an alien version…

(PS: The 2 million-word work “Hogwarts Bloodline Wizards” has already been completed, and the quality is guaranteed!)

[Boss-like protagonist + decisive in killing + cold-blooded villain + roaming the world]

What you are about to see will be the most powerful empire in the history of the universe, with territory spanning the multiverse and time, casting a shadow on the universe.

Yang Yi, a modern capital tycoon, accidentally discovered that someone possessed the portal described in the novel. From then on, the door connecting the heavens and all worlds opened to Yang Yi.

In front of the Zerg Overlord, Yang Yi pointed to the trillions of void warships anchored behind him and said, "The Crescent Moon Divine Ship, this ship combines the essence of technology and immortal civilization. It uses the essence of the universe as fuel. A single shot can destroy the crystal wall of the world. And my Daqian can build a billion of these ships in one second. Are you sure you want to play the Zerg Sea Tactics with me?"

In front of the Lord God, "Do you see the light above your head? This is called the Taichu Protocol. It is the best timeline weapon in the universe. It can instantly destroy and restart the timelines of infinite worlds. In addition, we also mass-produce causal weapons, imaginary number weapons, and dimensional collapse weapons."

In the prehistoric world, Hongjun frowned slightly at the terrifying power that the divine generals in front of Yang Yi displayed. Yang Yi pointed at them and introduced them, "They are my legion commanders, born from the mythical Daluo, transcending the fate of the heavens, and their incarnations illuminate the heavens. I heard that the prehistoric Daluo are worse than dogs, so we are here!"

The Six Saints of the Primordial Desolation looked at the gods, whose pressure was even more terrifying than their own, in disbelief: "You call this Daluo? If you are only Daluo, then what are we?"

With technology as his spearhead and the mythical Daluo as his spear, Yang Yi steps on the main temple, the endless abyss, the system empire, the immortal alliance and other top forces in the heavens, and ascends to the lord of the era!

[Transformed into a vampire loli + industrial revolution + farming + line-up gunfighting to trench warfare + world hegemony + from capitalism to people's revolution]

Traveling through another world to show off your skills, you didn't expect to be hunted down by fellow humans as soon as you reformed? What justice, what fellows, all fake!

Before you die, you are picked up by your mortal enemy, the queen of the vampire clan, and you have a cheap mother for no reason?

What? I am a vampire princess now? The throne?

What? Do I have to fight for it myself?

If I can't solve the problem of productivity, can't I solve the problem of you insects?

Guns! Industrial machinery! Fleets! Capital! Society, science, nature! Industrial revolution, start!

Line infantry brings the glory of guns and bayonets, sweeping knights and heroes into the garbage dump. Fleets and companies brought the beginning of capital and power, and crushed the lords and the church. Scientific methods and new culture brought the beginning of civilization and wisdom, and swept away gods and ignorance!

Open the door! Civilized world! Open the door! Free trade! Wait? Not enough?

Then, unite, workers!

Main characters: Alice, Alicia

[MC + Western Fantasy + Lord]

(Alternate Title: The Growth Diary of a God and His Church)

In the third year of the Light Calendar on the Rodri Continent, Ian addressed his people:

"I've said this countless times—defeating the Abyss and the Demon King doesn’t automatically make me the God of Light! And my MC world is not the Kingdom of Light!"

"Dragons—my Ender Dragon is not your Dragon God! Tell those dragonesses to stop coming here asking for offspring!"

"Dwarves—quit obsessing over Iron Golems and start researching Redstone technology! Golems don’t reproduce, no matter how much you tinker with them!"

"Elves—stop using bone meal to force the World Tree to grow! The Winged Clan has filed multiple complaints—your trees are shooting up like rockets and invading their territory!"

"At this rate, I might as well relocate all of you to the Twilight Forest!"

"And finally! Call me..."

(Starting with master-level swordsmanship, farming, and conquest) After retiring from the military, the meritorious sergeant major Rice returned to the barren "Griffin Frontier" with his life savings to live as a wealthy free man. He wanted to stay away from the empire's conflicts and live a quiet life.

However, his "already awakened" transmigrator soul, and the [Pathfinder Panel] that was only activated upon his retirement, destined him to be anything but ordinary.

When Rice finds a dying werewolf girl burdened with a blood feud at her doorstep during a severe blizzard—the gears of this once-silent frontier begin to turn.

Faced with greedy inferior nobles, rampant monsters, and the empire's corrupt order, Rice calmly wiped his standard longsword.

"There's no other way. In order to get a good night's sleep, I have no choice but to turn this land into my empire."

(Single female protagonist, not a wish-fulfillment story, no system, the time she meets Hiccup is during the Crossing the Border era)

This is Bock… well, this is Dragon Feast Island. For six months of the year it thunders, for two months it snows, and for two weeks in a certain month, there's a grand feast here—not for humans, of course, but for dragons! Yes! Dragons! This is the island of dragons! And it's my island too!

Hmm... As for why I'm here? I'll answer that question at the next campfire gathering.

"If you can't pass the exam, just go and work."

He said this indifferently when he was a young student.

They have no idea how sad and miserable the future of low-educated and lower-class people will be.

After working for more than ten years, I still couldn't afford to buy a house, and couldn't afford the 188,000 yuan gift. Getting married was a hopeless idea...

Back in 2007, I wanted to experience a different old age in my life, but I inadvertently reshaped a new technological landscape.

This is a story about a gear boy. Although he didn't become a space warrior, he wants to tell everyone who hasn't traveled through time: As long as we and Big Head are here, the Empire's combat effectiveness is still 99%, and humanity will still stand firm! In the name of the holy binary, loudly praise Ohm Messiah. All glory to the God of All Machines. Praise together. Praise machinery, praise steel. You are the master who casts all things, the apocalypse that destroys everything. Evaporate, burn, and cast. Steel is eternal, machinery is immortal, and the way of steel is materialism. Machinery is the truth. More is better, bigger is beautiful. Billions of turrets are your glory. Roaring engines are your sermons. (The author is not a serious person, so the story is not a serious story. ps: GW's story setting is too ridiculous. In order to make the story more rigorous and reasonable, I changed it. If you don't like it, please don't criticize)