[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.)

The emperor who killed 50,000 imperial guards with his bare hands, the Holy Emperor of Liang, was seriously injured in his later years and his life expectancy was short, so he could die at any time. At this time, the court and the country were in turmoil, and the heroes of the world were rising up, ready to rush over; foreign enemy countries were eyeing and coveting him, the generals and mercenaries on the border were self-reliant, there were three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand ambitious families; behind the scenes, there were also the high and mighty immortals, who used all living beings as chess pieces and the dynasty as chessboard, devouring the luck; the Holy Emperor of Liang smiled when he saw the fate of the true son of heaven!

Ministers: Your Majesty, no one is immortal. As the saying goes, life and death are determined by fate, as are wealth and honor...

Emperor Sheng of Liang: That’s right, wealth and honor are achieved through risk. All of us below me are your subjects. If you want your subjects to die, today is the day you die!

Kill a first-rank traitor, and the fate of the true emperor will take effect, and you will gain one year of life.

Concubine: You are a tyrant. You broke up our lovers and now you are killing my whole family. Return my family members’ lives to me.

Emperor Sheng of Liang: Of course, I never like wasting food...

Kill a first-rank demon concubine, and your fate will take effect, granting you ten years of life.

The Immortals: As the Son of Heaven, how dare you go against the will of heaven?

Emperor Liang Sheng: What are you talking about? Since you know that I am the master of destiny, why don't you kneel down quickly?

Kill a first-grade Xuanxian and gain a thousand years of life!

…

Many years later, all nations submitted, and all immortals bowed their heads, but in their hearts they cursed this damned Liang Shengdi. Why did his life have no end? Why didn't he die?

"Infinite flow", "Technology", "No annoying village", "Confrontation", "Terraria", "Dungeon", "There may be SCP later"

Minecraft vs Terraria

This is a naked confrontation, without any conspiracy or trajectory, only a simple trial. Every once in a while, the protagonists of both worlds will be sent to a mysterious space, and only the winner can get out of here.

Yang Tao, the representative of "Minecraft", was killed instantly by the opponent the first time.

There was no way, he could only keep wandering in different worlds.

Find ways to defeat the other side and avoid the fate of the world being assimilated.

In the world after the catastrophe, humans rely on the Lord Alliance to survive and grow.

Chen Ping won the first place in the academy, and awakened the Lord's talent during the trial: God rewards hard work.

As long as you work hard, you will definitely get something in return.

In his territory, the peasants are agricultural masters, and

even druids have to bow down to them. In his territory, the workers are technology fanatics, and it is easy for them to rub Gundams with their bare hands. In his territory

, the mages talk about the theory of the Supreme Dimensional Magic Network...

In his territory, the warriors can beat terrifying monsters just by lifting weights every day...

The gods sneaked into the territory and were shocked, asking the people for the secret of becoming stronger.

People in the territory: What? Isn't it normal to get rewards for your efforts?

God: emmm, I also apply to become a citizen of Chen Ping......

A Hammerman was unexpectedly reborn and found himself turned into a baby.

Good news: He has his own growth and evolution system.

Bad news: He doesn't seem to have a dick.

Good news: He... oh no, she was born in a hive world.

Bad news: she's in the bottom nest.

Good news: The system clearly states that it has nothing to do with Tzeentch.

Bad news: I don’t know if it’s true or not.

…

【During infancy, the cumulative number of breaths is 100,000.】

[Gained the talent {Unlimited Growth}: Physical strength can be increased without limit through training.]

[During early childhood, a cumulative total of 500 falls.]

[Gained the talent "King of Fall Resistance": More ways to fall, immune to fall damage, more prone to accidents when riding in aircraft]

In the perilous world of Warhammer, she experienced many hardships, but never forgot her dream in her previous life -

"I really want to go to the Warhammer world and become a Space Marine with my good brothers."

(ps: This book is a lobster-certified recruitment channel)

[Middle Ages, lords, alien races, gods, pirates...]

As a bandit leader, Lin En had no obligation to change this era.

But he unexpectedly got a baron's commission and became a fake lord.

Farming, road construction, mining, steelmaking, recruiting followers... Build a territory and a strong army that transcends the times!

Sorry, I'm not a lord, but I want to blow up this ignorant and backward lord era.

In the howling northern wilderness, Louis Calvin wrapped himself in a wolfskin cloak and stood alone on an ice cliff.

As the son of a duke, he was thrown into this permafrost wilderness by his family in the name of "opening up glory".

He thought he was doomed, but he didn't expect the daily intelligence system to be activated:

[Thirty-seven frozen hungry wolves are lurking in the southeast valley and will raid the territory tonight.]

[The corpse of an ancient god will float out of the ice lake at dawn, and the divinity of winter will remain in its heart.]

[The Plantagenet Church will regard you as a blasphemer, and the Holy Flame Knights have embarked on the road to the north]

[The undead frenzy will sweep across the continent, and only one in a million humans will survive.]

...

While the southern nobles were scheming for power, Louis's cavalry had already crushed the barbarian tribes.

The frost dragon roared over the Frost Iron Wall.

Winter has arrived, and this storm will eventually engulf the entire continent.

“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?”