“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?”

[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.

Claire accidentally traveled to the magical world. She thought she could become a nobleman in a safe way, but unexpectedly, someone came to collect her debts. She had no choice but to return to her viscounty.

Fortunately, he is a magician himself, and he also has the ability to trade across borders.

Then he had to develop his own viscount, and the traded Dali Pills could increase his power? ! The exercises traded from the martial arts world can actually make the knights under his command greatly reduce the time to awaken the fighting spirit? !

And what’s the deal with a dragon?

After many years…

The people in the territory sighed: “Thanks to the Lord for saving us, who are living in dire straits, let us know what is truly alive.”

“Religion? Serious people who believe in that stuff must believe in the science propaganda by the Lord!”

Every businessman who came to the territory could not help but sigh: “This is the greatest city I have ever seen, no one.”

“Lord Claire, your reputation is known to everyone from the orc kingdom in the extreme west to the mermaid kingdom in the sunrise!”

(Easy farming text, don’t be afraid of not being able to remember the name at all, because I can’t remember it either, so I will write the code name or characteristics before writing it out, so that there will be no unrecognizable things. )

Group number: 992443811

[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..."

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.

Amid the steam of the industrial revolution, mysteries surge beneath the surface. Cults and secret societies seek the extraordinary in the shadows, while hidden gods gaze upon humanity from the heavens.

Forbidden knowledge, sacrificial rituals, and forgotten histories—mystery is everywhere.

Dorothy, unexpectedly transported to this increasingly bizarre world, discovers that to survive and move forward, she must adhere to one principle:

Knowledge is power.

And forbidden knowledge?

That’s an even greater power!

[Also known as: Starting from Arasaka as a Part-time Worker, From Arasaka to Interstellar Peace Corporation, I am the Company!]

It mainly tells the story of a corporate dog from the cyberpunk world, who seeks advancement by joining a giant company in various worlds and using the means of a trader from left hand to right hand.

Many years later.

"【Cyborgs are exclusive, flesh and blood are inclusive】"

Arasaka Group, Night City Arasaka Security Department, Director Vera's optimization and solution to the problems of erosion, exclusivity and safety threshold restrictions of cyborg plug-ins - the discovery of the T virus and the possibility of a human enhancement plan.

"【Flesh and blood are weak, machinery ascends】"

Umbrella Corporation, Manufacturing Department, Dr. Vera's proposal to reject the plan of White Umbrella (i.e. the biological research department within Umbrella) - the economic prospects and promotion of the cybernetics industry.

"【Quinke is poor, cyborgs are the future】"

Ghoul Countermeasures Bureau, R&D Department, Verat and others' analysis report on mechanized organic technology.

…

“Artificial Star God”

Vera Adelheid, the Supreme Director, now announces the reorganization plan of our company:

Interstellar Peace Company!

Li Ang travels through the worlds of the universe, builds a cyber giant, and becomes the dictator of the universe from Night City!

End the chaotic cyberpunk era, establish a giant enterprise far beyond the Milky Way, study the origin of life, control the absolute forbidden power, and become the only creator god in the universe.

All things in the world are under the giant enterprise!

… … … Keywords:

Cyberpunk 2077, Edgewalker, No Man's Land, Alien·Prometheus, Marvel Universe, Transformers, Star Wars, Death Stranding, Mass Effect, Avatar, Halo·Infinite, Stellaris·Universe, Warhammer 40K, Three-Body, NieR·Automata, Dune...etc.

The protagonist is reborn as the illegitimate son of JPMorgan and his struggle in the American financial world in the late 19th century.

He used his knowledge of the future to develop investment strategies during the Wall Street crisis, took control of companies such as Coca-Cola, and dealt with various forces.

During the financial crisis caused by financial fraud by railway companies, it joined forces with JP Morgan and others to reshape the railway industry and reap rich rewards.

At the same time, it was involved in the military industry, planned arms deals with Spain, cooperated with the British to set up a scheme, promoted changes in the international situation, and established interest relations with the Navy Department and others, constantly seeking development and maximizing interests in a complex economic and political environment.

The fjord lay still, its surface undisturbed, reflecting the leaden gray storm clouds overhead. Flocks of ravens circled and swooped, heralding the arrival of an icy northern wind. This was the first sight the protagonist beheld after traversing time to ninth-century Scandinavia. He found himself an ordinary self-sustaining farmer, possessing nothing more than a barren, desolate wheat field. For centuries, the glory of the Roman Empire had crumbled into dust, and the world lay fractured. Kings warred incessantly, and in this turbulent, grim medieval era, his foremost task was survival—then, to find a way to end the chaos.