The industrial development plan of the black-bellied and venomous loli!

Because she died suddenly after listening to a crosstalk, Fran traveled to the magic world and became a glorious nun. But she wanted to start a magic journey, but she became a captive of the goblins.

Other people's journeys are full of adventures and golden fingers? Why is it that I am targeted by various forces?

Since the gods don't love me, the demons don't love me, the human race doesn't care about me, and the elves won't save me, I can only rely on farming! Build a tank! Build a Gundam! Destroy this corrupt and dirty old world!

Tags: D&D essay, Faerûn, Mage Introduction: The paladin pushed open the gates of the mage tower, his voice deafening: "Emia, I've confirmed it, the blueprints are flawed. It's impossible to create the Holy Avenger with them. Don't waste any more time!" "...The blueprints are flawed?" The mage Emia blankly raised the five holy swords in her hand. "Then what is this pile I just created?" ******Second Edition Introduction************ The magic network has been dormant for a century. Mortal souls are gradually falling into the hands of demons, and the cycle of death is about to begin. To cleanse evil, overturn hell, blast through the hazy realm, and let the light of magic and goodness shine once more, a single sword is not enough.

Welcome to Erron, a strange planet where high magic is the norm and iron and runes are woven together.

The sacred covenant made five hundred years ago brought peace, but also gave birth to a strange and bizarre new era.

Magic crystal technology drives the floating city, personal terminals connect all living things, automated factories roar in operation, and the city is the pinnacle of the steel jungle, with clear social classes.

Magic neon lights illuminate the laboratories of the elves' innovative factions, the goblins' financial exchanges, and the succubus's emotional live broadcast rooms.

Loren Gerlis Isaac, a young red dragon who just turned twenty, is facing a life crisis due to the cancellation of subsidies and the decline of by-products.

"It's impossible for me to go to work. I'd rather be an animal in a zoo!"

A feast of mushrooms led Wang Ming to a fantasy world where the average height of humans is a dozen centimeters. He became the totem god "Mushroom Lord". With his huge body and the material advantages of traveling between the two worlds, he was able to recruit relatives and expand his territory.

The more clans he has, the more diverse the extraordinary mushrooms Wang Ming has.

【信报菇】makes communication smooth and puts information warfare far ahead.

[Dongdong Mushroom] The houses are connected into a cave area, allowing the family to live and work in peace and contentment.

[Yellow Turban] Awaken the Yellow Turban Warrior, and the Mushroom Warrior will win battle after battle...

Numerous extraordinary mushrooms with rich characteristics and their dependents form a unique new ruling system, helping the "Mushroom Master" Wang Ming to control all the races in the other world!

Gentlemen, just look at the fungi coming to the world!

The gods were swept down to the mortal realm, and strife and slaughter spread with their footsteps; the dimensional barriers weakened, and demons invaded in droves. Mondstadt was transported to this world of swords and magic, and, tempted by "eternity," embarked on a legendary journey...

[Dungeon Advent + Rebellion + DND + Decisive Killing + Slow Pace + Non-Brainless Coolness] In the Dungeon Age, should the Paladin be the lawful, holy light, good guy?

Lingkong accidentally maxed out his Rebellion skills: Purification turned into Silence, and Shield became an offensive buff. The priest was stunned when he saw it: "Are you a Paladin?"

His actions caused the adventurers to collectively break down:

"Where is the fairness, where is the oath?!" "Is the sacred declaration just a disclaimer for you?!"

"I have to go back and check the family tree to see if he is the assassin or I am the assassin."

When the virtual beta instantly turns into a real time travel, watch the Rebel Paladin tear down the "stereotype" - does the Paladin have to be fair? Sorry, even his sneak attacks have to be combined with invisibility.

Tags: Dungeons & Dragons (Second Creation), Anti-Hero, Role-Playing Group, Magical Weapons. Lin En felt that the sole main quest, "Make the Vampires Great Again," seemed a bit unorthodox—[Prevent extravagance and waste, improve Vampire cohesion, current quest completion 0.1%]. If that was still normal, what was next? [Induce the permanent death of a Vampire Earl, eliminate pests from the team, current quest completion 1%.] [Help the adventurer team break the 35-year-old death curse, increase the Vampires' reputation, current quest completion 10%.] [Make the Vampires' offspring charitable, become neutral, current quest completion 20%.] ... [Significantly increase their strength, become an elite adventurer, current quest completion 30%.] When Lin En was the only pureblood left—[Become the Vampire's Ruler, current quest completion 50%.] At this point, Lin En thought, "Since that's the case, can I play a little wilder? After all, greatness needs no definition."

When Hall woke up, he found himself transported to another world. Here lived humans, trolls, elves, dwarves, boar-men, five-colored dragons, and various humanoid creatures. To survive, Hall had to rely on his personal Mount & Blade system to build a lair, explore the unknown, resist attacks from other forces, conquer territories, and acquire various resources.

"The Demon Team is strong? That's because they haven't met me yet!" Zhang Ziling glanced at the surviving members of the Central Continent Team beside him, a smile playing on his lips. His familiarity with the plot, coupled with the special exchange, had brought about a complete transformation within the Central Continent Team. "Why does a healer need to learn close combat, trap setting, Unyielding Will, Life Burn, and finally, stealth?" "Are you stupid? A qualified healer must first survive!" "Big brother, I'm an assassin! Why can't I fight him face-to-face?" "Idiot, can't you use a clone? And assassins need to kill with a single blow. What kind of nonsense are you learning?"

On the continent of Faerun, beyond the familiar metallic dragons, chromatic dragons, and the rare gem dragons, there exists a fourth, diverse group of true dragons. These were once the true rulers of Faerun, the shining light of the true dragons... Now, they have fallen to a point where even their survival is at risk, completely fading from the sight of Faerun's major races. The five subspecies can only cling to the wings of the Supreme Dragon, even their different factions closely uniting for warmth, struggling to survive under the malicious gaze of Faerun's two most renowned dragon gods. These are the ferrous dragons. This story begins with a tiny iron dragon cub from the ferrous dragon family.