【Medieval fantasy + Taiping Heavenly Kingdom + Clock Punk + Peasant Uprising】

Holy Pope, golden scepter.

Knight King, silver embroidered bed.

Those who grow wheat eat wheat bran, and those who weave cloth have no clothes.

When Eve and Adam were working, did nobles and gentlemen sit in the hall?

Occupy my wife, seize my room, and kill my good parents!

Countless heads have been shed, and blood debts must be paid with blood!

Behead the priest! Behead the Pope!

Behead the knight! Behead the king!

Behead all injustices and settle all grievances.

We are all pigs and sheep, and we welcome the saint to kill.

When the saint comes, there will be no priests! When the saint comes, there will be no king!

When the saint comes, there will be no service! When the saint comes, there will be no grain!

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ps This is not a transformation article, it is the male protagonist

In this strange era. The ancient taboos are revived, and the Creator comes from the sky.

The indescribable old king is whispering. Humanity has many choices. Humanity also has no choice.

Because there is hell ahead and behind. ... Some people meet Dagon under the deep sea and find a way home from Luoyan City.

Some people are summoned by the Buddha Mother under the high walls of the temple and enter the Pure Land of Buddha by indulging in pleasure. Some people hear Turing Tianzun's teachings on the digital network, abandon their mortal bodies and see through the falsehood and the truth. And some people... are helped to the throne by the dormant ancient race.

Crowned as king in the deep space. "Keep your heart beating, and God will resonate with you." - King of the deep space, descendant of the monarch, indescribable, heir of natural disasters, prophet of the kingdom of God Kakosha, distant star feaster... Chen Jing.

(The sequel, "Li Shimin Troubled by His Brother's Sorrow," has already begun.) Agronomy professor Zhu Xiang travels back in time to become a commoner in the State of Zhao during the chaotic Warring States period. His life finally improves. His eldest sister, having run off with a wealthy merchant, takes all the family's valuables and leaves him with their nephew, claiming she's having an affair with another wealthy merchant and can't raise the child. Furious, Zhu Xiang is about to give the child away for adoption, but learns the child's name is Zheng, and his father is Yiren, the grandson of the Qin king. Zhu Xiang is bewildered. "My nephew is Ying Zheng? But my sister's name isn't Zhao Ji, it's Chunhua!" Determined to prevent the First Emperor from disappearing from history, Zhu Xiang decides to grit his teeth and tighten his belt to raise his child. With a ding, the cheat code "Farming System" is launched, allowing you to exchange your friendship with historical figures for improved seeds. Zhu Xiang, tears streaming down his face, kissed the son of the First Emperor on the forehead: "You are indeed the son of the First Emperor! You are truly amazing! Look at your uncle cultivating a vast empire for you!" Long later, as Qin Shi Huang took a nap amidst his desk, he could still dream of that childhood scene. His uncle held his small hand as they walked along the long ridges of the fields, pointing to the golden fields reaching to the sky. "Zheng, your uncle has a dream: to plant high-quality seeds in all the lands illuminated by the sun and moon, so that all the people of Guizhou can have enough to eat." "Uncle, Zheng, take all the lands illuminated by the sun and moon and let your uncle farm, okay?" "Ah? Hahahaha, sure." His uncle let him sit on his shoulders, laughing. "Wherever Zheng's territory expands, your uncle's fields will be planted there." His large hand clasped the small one. "A promise is a promise." — Notes — 1. This story is written in a popular style, featuring many modern words. The characters' addresses and dialogues do not follow pre-Qin conventions (for example, "you and I" is used instead of "you and me"). This is a heartwarming, group-loving, and relaxing story about farming. 2. To meet the needs of the plot, the characters and major events have been slightly adjusted. There are numerous fictitious characters and events, and a large amount of references to unofficial history. No textual research is permitted. Everyone has their own preferences. If you don't like the plot, please stop your losses immediately by clicking "×." The author's abilities are limited, so don't expect me to make changes. Please choose an author that suits your preferences. 3. All legitimate readers are equal. Please do not label readers who enjoy this story as "XX" to the author. I'm just a lousy coder, and I don't deserve it. 4. Please do not recommend this article under other articles, and please do not criticize other articles under this one. I kowtow to you all, m(-_-)m. — Follow-up article: "Li Shimin Troubled by His Brother's Voice" — Pre-collection required — There are twins in the Tang Guogong Mansion in Jinyang. The elder brother, Li Shimin, was a strong and skilled martial artist, while the younger brother, Li Xuanba, had been taking medicine since birth. People at the time claimed that the twins had a miraculous telepathy. Li Shimin, the second son of the Duke of Tang, confirmed the rumors. After being repeatedly shocked by Li Xuanba's shocking inner thoughts, his face turning pale, Li Shimin consulted with his twin brother. "Xuan, do you know that if you concentrate even a little, I can hear what you're saying? Can you please stop concentrating? I don't want to hear it." Li Xuanba, the frail and renowned young man, said, "I won't. If you're dissatisfied, say it." Li Shimin, who was physically healthy but lacked Li Xuanba's mental strength, exerted all his strength, his face turning purple, before finally uttering a single word. [Ah! ! ! !] Li Xuanba nearly fainted from laughter. In his previous life, Li Xuanba was the editor of a historical marketing account specifically targeting Li Shimin for publicity. One day, he died suddenly from staying up all night. He was reborn as Li Shimin's sickly twin brother, who was portrayed as the brave Xiang Yu in Li Shimin's novel, but who actually died at the age of sixteen. Li Xuanba: Oh no, karma. Li Xuanba: Forget it, I'm just giving up. Li Xuanba: Brother, I'll tell you whatever spoilers you want! Li Shimin frowned: "I don't want to hear anything!!" Years later, Li Shimin donned the dragon robe, his hands stained with blood. Li Xuanba was still sick, but still alive. One day, after scolding Wei Zheng, Li Xuanba fell to the ground and pretended to faint. Li Shimin, just like when they were children, picked up his brother and ran away. [Hahaha, brother, didn't you see how distorted Wei Zheng's face was!] [Shut up!] [Congratulations, brother, you can finally say two words, hehe.] Li Shimin once again showed a headache, carrying his troublesome brother on his back, step by step forward. Note: This article is based on official history. Emperor Yang of Sui and Li Jiancheng were not forgotten emperors. There were palace intrigues, fratricide, and fratricide between brothers and fathers. It's just that at every step of Li Shimin's life, there was always Li Xuanba nagging him. If you don't agree, please don't read. Don't argue with me. Please choose the author you like. Theme: I wish for all people to have enough food and clothing, and I want peace and prosperity for all.

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?

[Arknights x Project Moon]

After transmigrating into the world of Arknights, Lin Yi finds himself turned into a mobile city.

But when he spots Sweepers patrolling the alleys and streets, he realizes something is very wrong.

Buhao! This is Project Moon "The City"! You're telling me this thing counts as a mobile city?!

So let me get this straight—you're asking a city with zero Singularity tech to take on an entire district by itself?

Luckily, Lin Yi still has a well. With this single well, he can draw forth tools, artifacts—even identities—from across the multiverse. And so, a brand-new path begins to unfold.

“Hey, friend—interested in becoming a Fixer? First-time sign-up gets a free identity, no strings attached!”

...

Years later, Lin Yi stands at the heart of his bustling, human-centered city—gazing at the many people before him, each overlaid with personas drawn from countless realities—and recalls the afternoon he first became a mobile city.

Talulah · Fixer Identity : "Speak. I will protect all that belongs to Ursus."

Skadi · Ishmael Identity : "My mistake? I’d say it’s all thanks to me!"

Ch’en Hui-chieh · Dayan Emperor Identity : "I came to this city and saw vitality—life in full bloom, thriving in every corner."

W · Red Mist Identity : "Tell me—what does 'power' really mean?"

Lin Yi : “So... who’s next to tell their story?”

Di Xiu transmigrated, becoming a gray rat in another world. Not only must he build a protective dungeon to safeguard himself and his race, but he must also constantly guard against invasions from other races. Humans, gods, demons, monsters, dragons, elves, ancient taboos... even outworld gods coveting the world! The former order crumbles, and the apocalypse topples the towers of civilization. In the face of life and death, Di Xiu comprehends the truth of magic. Magic is not chanting, but a rigorous set of underlying world protocols! Only with the correct logical framework can it be safely compiled and run. While other mages are still struggling to chant spells with their flesh and blood, Di Xiu is already debugging magic circuits in the dungeon, developing the third-generation gray rat exoskeleton armor, heavy armored mechs, and aerospace carriers... The magical industrial age has begun! The gray rats are building a jungle of steel and gears. Mechanical rats wield precision...

Let Weidong dream back to 1983.

The disabled old security guard has no rebirth skills, but there happens to be a local super god who is omnipotent. Of course, he has to follow him attentively, just to live a life of luxury. If he can also arrange a marriage with a fairy lady, he will be completely devoted.

But this great god seems to be different from the legend.

You have to stand up!

Chamberlain traveled through time and space and became the king of an ancient magical empire.

Sadly, he was the last king, chased and hunted by rebels.

With evil gods watching him and the rebels in pursuit, he was ready to hang himself when a familiar voice rang out.

"From the beginnings of underwater life to..."

A civilization system, somewhat different from his understanding, emerged in his mind.

"This is clearly a magical empire, so why are we incorporating materialistic ideologies?"

"Newton, are you sure this magic conforms to your laws?"

"What's the Gaussian magic model?"

"What the hell is a Turing maze?"

"Zhang Heng, are you sure your astral armillary sphere guide can replace the navigator? Okay, the colossus is in place."

As the Silverthir Empire entered its 40th millennium, the world under its control flourished with life. With the help of many great men, it had entered the Age of Stars, the Golden Age.

Chamberlain stretched out his hands and played the accordion. "I have brought peace to a generation, and at the same time, I have made the Empire great again!"

However, there are always heretics who continue to slander the ruler of the Empire, the sun of the Empire, the great Emperor Chamberlain.

They call him an evil god, a false god, a butcher, a tyrant, a false emperor, the destroyer of countless worlds, and the destroyer of the world.

In response to these unrealistic rumors, Chamberlain said, "Slander! All of it! I am really not a war criminal. I love nuclear peace very much!"

"In that case, then tell my Burning Heaven Divine Soldier!"

"We are all trying our best to live."

When consciousness can be stored, humanity embraces "eternal life"! 41 divine paths; 296 extraordinary professions; 1,374 extraordinary abilities. Faced with the indescribable "They"... will you believe? Or resist? The "Data Creator" can create civilizations within virtual networks; the "Embrace of All Spirits" can communicate with all living things; the "Crown of the Father" destroys all evil wherever it passes; the extraordinary beings favored by the gods... omnipotent! "Every use must come at a price!" Relics; the "City of Miracles" where traces of the gods remain; the Royal Academy of Sciences, at the heart of human technology... The United Kingdom, the Interstellar Consortium, the Orthodox Church, secret organizations... all plunge into the turbulent vortex of this world. Will they become the light that saves all, or the shadow that destroys everything?

Because the plot of Cyberpunk 2077 is a bit rough, the otaku Yu Le played it several times but still couldn't save Jack. Just when he turned off the game and switched to Warframe to play, he traveled through time and space, and traveled to the world of Cyberpunk 2077 with Warframe's technology.