Traveling through countless worlds, collecting all sorts of junk, and analyzing various technologies, techniques, and magic: "Found a wrecked car, gained 100 points." "Found a wrecked aircraft carrier, gained 50,000 points." "Found a spaceship, gained anti-gravity technology, artificial gravity technology, nuclear fusion engine manufacturing technology, quantum communication technology, and several new materials technologies." "Found a magical floating city, gained floating magic array construction technology, large-scale magic shield manufacturing technology, and mithril refining technology."...

[Cyberpunk 2077 Base + DLC] + [Edgewalker] + [Cyberpunk Board Game Settings] Some say he's the mistress of Night City's "V." But others say he's the true "V" of Night City. Some say he's Night City's most reliable mercenary, willing to take down any company if the money's in his pocket. But others say he's Night City's least reliable mercenary. Even if he accepts a commission, if something he encounters during the mission disgusts him, he'll cancel it on the spot—or even turn around and kill the client. He's a man who changed Night City, considered by many to be the fourth legendary hacker after Batmos, Ultra, and Spider-Murphy. But in reality... Alex Mercer's own vision is quite simple. "This world is too filthy. I just want to burn everything that's in my way to ashes." Of course, before that, he has to solve a problem. First, he has to escape from Arasaka's hacker academy with Lucy and the other children—but for him, that doesn't seem like a difficult task. When you encounter an enemy, you overclock your brain, then a prosthetic malfunction and synaptic meltdown will instantly kill them. Isn't that how we hacker players usually do it? ...PS: I already have two excellent fan fictions. Even the most flopped ones have never been discontinued once they're published. Ten thousand copies a day after they're published is standard practice. Veteran authors, please bookmark and read. Come on, let's burn this world to ashes together!

After being punched awake, Morin found himself a prisoner of war. He'd imagined a world reminiscent of the eve of World War I, but the reality was far worse. And why, even a soldier of the Empire, was he an ally of the International Brigade volunteers? The tin-canned assault troopers wielding swords and shields, the armored knights powered by a hybrid of diesel and magic, and the accompanying mages...all of this told Morin that there was something wrong with this world, and it was a big one. But his priority now was how to survive this war, the one that was supposed to "end all wars." Elements of this book: a magical retelling of World War I, the true man's role as a tyrant, diesel armored knights, airship boarding...

"Neutron annihilation, earth-exploding stars, happy angels, Colossus annihilation, dimensionality reduction strike, black hole annihilation. Open your eyes and see how many races in the galaxy have been exterminated under the ambition of that tyrant!! The Holy Emperor is a very evil person! A humanist, an out-and-out war criminal??”

"What? You said His Majesty is a war criminal?? Oh my God, you damn heretic. Quick, call the fleet immediately to execute the extermination order. This planet needs divine purification."

PS: Elements of this book: wasteland, mechanical prosthetics, out-of-control AI, genetic modification, extraordinary awakening, interstellar warfare, empire building, and the indescribable Cthulhu evil god and subspace demon.

"This city is fueled by people's broken spirits, shattered dreams, and the blood and sweat of the people... I don't want to be a cog, and I don't believe roses can bloom on circuit boards."

Damn, who would like such a world?

The crosshairs can't appear in the mind, and the prosthesis can't be installed at will.

But fortunately, there are still gold fingers...

I don't want to be a legend, nor do I plan to do something big. Roll just wants to guard his own little piece of land and live a good life, but why the hell are you forcing me?

So now--

"It's time to show everyone who is the real legend!"

"Adam's Hammer? What a powerful prosthesis, but luckily my body is not bad! Come and touch it! I'll let you know what a yellow-skinned athlete is!"

"Let's choose the color of the nuclear bomb to blow up the Arasaka Tower. Oh, how about pink?"

Introduction: Xiao Yu, who has a small country, relies on his size and technological equipment in addition to doing his best in the small country.

Suddenly found that relying on the wonders and extraordinary knowledge of the villain world has already led the real world to a wrong way…

Summary: This is where a girlfriend has a funny story about a little country.

ps: There is no transcendence in the real plane, only the protagonist is unique

(Apocalypse + Farming) Chen Zhou wakes up to find himself in a post-apocalyptic world three hundred years in the future. The world is contaminated by unknown radiation, the soil is barren, resources are scarce, mutant species have emerged, and various powerful forces have erected high walls... He faces the same predicament as other post-apocalyptic humans in the shelter: how to eat and survive? At this moment, a micro-ecosystem appears before Chen Zhou. The ecosystem can develop infinitely as long as it is connected to a piece of soil. A series of micro-operations begin from then on. Watering brings rain, fertilizer falls from the sky, fingers turn the soil, and irrigation ditches instantly form with a fingertip... As the ecosystem is continuously upgraded, it cultivates high-quality soil, waste soil is transformed into organic fertilizer, and sand table simulations of the atmosphere...

"So, Xiao Ke, how did you join the company?"

"Me? I think I'm a refiner."

Zhang Chulan looked at Liu Ke who was hammering iron sheets and making a red mecha, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

"What kind of refinement is this? Do you think I haven't watched Marvel?"

Humanity, a tiny race born in the solar system. Carrying the seeds of hatred, Fang Yuan descended upon the Wandering Earth. Using this as a hub, he connected countless civilizations and protected Earth's civilization. Since then, led by Holy Terra, humanity has journeyed across the myriad realms, conquering the heavens. When the banners of the Star Legions soared across the universe. When power armor crushed the skulls of omnics. When the Iron Titans awed countless alien races. Dignity lies only on the edge of a chainsaw, truth within the range of a blaster. ............ (Keywords: The Wandering Earth, Elysium, The Terminator, Pacific Rim, Battleship, Avatar, Edge of Tomorrow, Oblivion, Transformers, Alien Predator, Independence Day, Starship Troopers, Moonfall, Halo, Star Trek, Star Wars, DOOM, Warhammer 40,000...)

Diary: In the first year, I awakened amidst the apocalypse of humanity.

A group of humanoids, believing me to be the last glory, were willing to join my ranks.

Diary: In the second year, my humanoids and I successfully began exploring the interstellar sea.

Is the neighboring sector the Koprulu sector?...a bug, a race resembling humans, and a high-tech alien with pigtails?

Do you guys play StarCraft?

Diary: In the third year, for unknown reasons, a newly discovered civilization in the neighboring galaxy condemned me and declared me their sworn enemy.

Diary: In the tenth year, my relationship with the neighboring galaxy suddenly improved.

We're now discussing how to pay the "hire fee" for the fleet I'm helping to "patrol" their capital star.

Diary: In the nth year, my research team informed me that a fox cry, "Galaxy Rise, Human King," has been heard from the surrounding galaxies.