In her third year living in this steampunk world, Ciel gained the ability to simulate both the past and the future.

These simulations turned into a game where she could act without restraint, and after countless trials, real life became a replica she could navigate as though speedrunning it.

Churches, potions, mutations, the Old Gods, witches, sealed artifacts… none of these have anything to do with Ciel. She’s just an ordinary girl who wishes for a peaceful life.

She just happens to be particularly skilled at snuffing out danger before it even begins.

(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...

Schoolmates are missing without anyone noticing, the flickering electronic screens in the supermarket are whispering, there are clowns with misplaced facial features and monsters with skin peeled off and faces replaced...the world is cracking.

In order to fight against it, will you choose to accept the inheritance of ancient skills and become a "tailor", "hunter", "witch priest", "smelter" and so on, or step onto the ladder of your own and gain abilities that belong to you alone?

The premise is, do you have enough talent?

Shi Yu looked at the people in front of him and said:

“My ladder is a ladder of imagination. Whatever I think, happens.”

【Micro-terror】【Superpower】【Upgrade flow】【Group image】【Sequence】

[Super many ability settings] [Micro-teaching style] Not two male protagonists! All descriptions are character portrayals!

Stick to the five chapters, I won't let you down ❤️

Shi Yu suddenly discovered that his classmates exuded a terrifying feeling. This intuition had happened three times before, and those people, without exception, all died tragically.

Driven by his conscience, Shi Yu decided to do something. What he didn't expect was that from then on, the truth of the world began to slowly reveal itself to him...

"May the stars pierce the approaching night."

We have a variety of ability settings and a complete system. We are very experienced in this area and will try our best to make everyone feel refreshed.

Contains horror descriptions.

Good news: Qiao Zhi successfully traveled to MC Minecraft and became Steve. Bad news: Starting on an empty island, there's only a grass block underfoot. Just as Qiao Zhi was enjoying his prison sentence, a space portal appeared before him. Giant: Erwin, survive, and I'll tell you the truth. Parasyte: Someone used their powers to gain the heart of a long-time crush, but I hope you'll dispose of the body properly. Demon Slayer: Muzan, don't be afraid, I'll heal you right away. Hunter x Hunter: Meruelu, for an ant, you're too arrogant. Bleach: Aizen, when did you start to think I didn't use Kyoka Suigetsu? Drawing swords, accelerating torches, better cutting boards, equal exchange, endless greed... God gradually regains his authority... In the anime, perhaps...

The world is in turmoil, countless space cracks appear in the apocalypse world, countless monsters from other worlds appear, and humanity is in danger.

Some people awakened their profession and became the best.

Lu Chenzhou was lucky to awaken to a profession, but unfortunately, he only awakened to be a boatman.

The natal ship was just a small wooden boat, and countless people shook their heads and sighed.

Don't panic.

Find out about the infinite evolution of talents.

Small wooden boat-battleship-floating giant ship

[Marvel's parallel world][DC][Transformers][Hogwarts...][Happy God King+++]

Travel through the Loki Awakening System, and you will get rewards as long as you experience each fun moment. Are you happy today?

"Little Thor, suck suck suck, do a backflip."

"Loki! Why can you use Thor's hammer! No!"

"Do you need my help in remembering? Your good son."

“…”

"Come on, world, let's drink this cup of T-Virus Progenitor Puree."

"I'm free to do whatever I want, you can enjoy it."

"Hydras, our new slogan is... Kerosene Pigs' Teeth!"

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Gotham City, Arkham.

Harley Quinn wiped the corner of her mouth and left the room. The new billionaire, playboy, Iron Man Loki leaned back on the sofa, with smoke curling from his big cigar.

"This kind of employee benefits is really hard on me."

"Next, Sexy Catwoman..."

(Life is hard enough, so writing and illustrating is a pleasure. If this book helps me sleep, I will be honored.)

In the 23rd year of Hongwu, the Han people had restored their country. However, China had been submerged for a hundred years. The heroic spirit of the powerful Han Dynasty, the elegance of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and the fireworks of Bianliang that illuminated the world had all disappeared.

The backward grassland and decadent Neo-Confucianism combined to strangle the flourishing Han civilization. The newly born Ming Dynasty had to become conservative due to historical limitations. It was eventually destroyed by the Tartars and sank into darkness again.

Li Qi traveled through time and space as the son of Li Shanchang, the Duke of Han. Everywhere he looked, he saw families overthrown, blood flowing in the fields, and the sons of dukes and marquises in ruins. "I have one wish: for my family to prosper and for the world to be at peace!"

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In the winter of the first year of the Yongle reign, there was a heavy snowfall. On his deathbed, Li Qi looked at his handsome young son, and recalled his own youth. "Mu'er, your father is about to die. He has lived a short life, with nothing good to say. I can only sigh that I have seven regrets that have not been fulfilled, and I cannot rest in peace.

I regret that my ancestors could not be cleared of their sins, and the Li family is still a criminal clan. This is because their descendants are unfilial.

The second regret is that the teachings of Cheng and Zhu are still popular, while few people respond to Hengqu's four sentences.

The third regret is that the Ming Dynasty could not recover the old territories of the Han and Tang Dynasties.

The fourth regret is that I have never seen Jiaxuan’s old poem about the never-sleeping scene in Bianjing.

The fifth regret is that I don’t know the scenery of all the countries overseas.

My sixth regret is that I have never seen the way to eternal peace.

I regret not having traveled to the palaces of heaven, not knowing that among the stars there are infinite births and deaths."

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modern.

"The Chang'e-1 lunar exploration spacecraft, developed by Chinese scientists, officially arrived on the moon today. Astronaut Li Bangyue left the spacecraft to explore. This is a great breakthrough in my country's space history!"

Nanjing, Li's Ancestral Hall.

"Li Bangcheng, the 30th generation head of the Li family, respectfully informs our ancestors that the descendants of the Li family have ascended to the heavenly palace. The seven great grievances have ended today!" (There is already a 20,000-copy book on the same subject, "Establishing a Millennium Family from King Wu's Conquest of King Zhou").

[Intel System] + [Urban Lighthearted Style] + [No Time Travel or Rebirth] + [Not an Orphan] + [No Show-off Face-slapping Tropes]

“This year’s projected number of graduates is 12.5 million, and over the next ten years, an estimated 120 million college students will graduate.”

As a regular junior-year undergraduate with a recent major family tragedy, Ye Su felt hopeless upon hearing this news.

But after unexpectedly binding with the Daily Intel System, Ye Su became filled with hope and longing for the future.

[Today's Intel]: A scratch-off lottery ticket named “Endless Rainbow” sold at the Ping Le Road lottery store contains a card worth ¥8,000.

[Today's Intel]: At the upcoming ghost market on Lichang Road, a stall will sell an old copy of Journey to the West, inside whose cover is hidden a rare “British Black Penny” stamp. Suggested resale price: ¥12,000.

[Today's Intel]: In a second-hand furniture shop on Renping Street, Tangyong Urban Village, there’s a sofa containing two gold bars, each weighing 200 grams.

…

At first, Ye Su only wanted to earn a little money with the system to help his family through their crisis…

"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?"

“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”

“I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to devour soil and rocks, digging out underground cities, just to park their steel carriages beneath the surface.”

“I saw with my own eyes that they fed glowing ores into an everlasting stellar furnace, unleashing a radiance brighter than the sun.”

“I saw with my own eyes all those indescribable things.”

“Their iron birds covered the sky, their steel ships filled the ocean, their war machines tore the earth asunder, and their gods walked upon the world.”

“You must think I’m mad.”

“But it doesn’t matter.”

“It has already seen you.”

***

Oil is Its blood.

Thick smoke is Its breath.

Ore and steel are Its food.

The countless cargo ships in the harbors are Its myriad offspring.

The place of origin stamped in the corner is Its silent mockery.

They claim they are mere mortals.

Child, you’d best not argue.

You must understand:

Their technology is beyond comprehension.

Their production capacity is unimaginable.

A mere glimpse of their creations will drive you insane.

Their morale surpasses even the most fanatical worshippers of dark gods.

How will you stop them?

With your sword, child? Or your flesh and blood?

You should be grateful that they still consider themselves mortals.

***

“I’ve finished building my factory, and now you’re telling me this world runs on idealism?!”

“Wait, then what the hell did I just create?”