【Mortal cultivation style, proficiency system, cautious, morally upright】

Lin Chang’an transmigrated to a Xianxia world and became a rogue cultivator rejected by an immortal sect.

After bitter cultivation for twenty years, disheartened and ready to return to the mortal world to enjoy wealth and luxury, he awakened a proficiency panel.

As long as he studies diligently and trains hard, effort will always bring results.

Achieve it once, and it’s achieved forever!

From now on, he is a talisman master.

…

“In the cultivation world, though spiritual roots may be poor, there are still the hundred arts of cultivation. This word ‘comprehension’ has produced countless legendary cultivators. The most dazzling person in the past five hundred years is none other than True Lord Qingmu, born with inferior spiritual roots.”

Listening to the widely spread legends of the cultivation world, Lin Chang’an couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.

“My whole life has been like walking on thin ice—only my talent brought me this far.”

…

As time turned and eras changed, witnessing the vicissitudes of the world, before he knew it, he was already standing at the peak of the immortal path—sharing the lifespan of heaven and earth, and shining alongside the sun and moon.

"America prohibits slavery, unless you wear a striped prison uniform." - "The 13th Amendment"

"When the prison stock code rises faster than the Nasdaq index, this is the real American dream." - Edward Lind,

a simulation game player, traveled to the United States in late 1999 and became the owner and warden of a private prison.

But the situation he faced was a bit tricky:

prison guards and deputy warden whose loyalty was worse than that of dogs.

The prisoners were extremely vicious and were eager to riot.

and bank loans that must be repaid within 30 days.

Fortunately, he awakened the golden finger: as long as he increases his deterrence value to the prisoners, he can draw characters, skills, drawings and props.

So in order to realize his American dream of being the best, Lind decided to fight violence with violence.

This is the tenth millennium of the Empire's march towards the stars, and the stars have witnessed the rise and fall of a generation of civilizations.

The flames of alien war spread to the border, the minions of evil gods hid in the world, psychics stirred up a storm in the starry sea, and bloodline and technology led the development of civilization.

Qin Tian traveled through time and space, only to find that he had become a cannon fodder clone on the interstellar battlefield and would be heading to the battlefield in a few days.

"Don't panic, how can a time traveler not have a golden finger."

Touch the orc corpse, pick up the talents -

[Advanced Strength] [Quick Recovery] [Cat's Agility]

Touch the Zerg corpse, pick up the talents -

[Flight] [Invisibility] [Will of the Insect King]

Touch the psychic corpse, pick up the talents

[Bloodline of Thunder Dragon] [Dominant Sword Body] [Superb Comprehension]

Relying on the talents he picked up, Qin Tian wrote his own heroic chapter in this turbulent era of the starry sea.

In the year 1340 of the Shire calendar, there was still one year before the Lonely Mountain Expedition set out. At this time, the wizard had not yet visited the Shire, Thorin was still wandering, and the dragon was sleeping in the mountains...

This year, a human with the MC system came to Middle-earth.

So the high wall fortress was built overnight, and the golden wheat fields were endless.

The legend of the cube wizard spread in the wilderness.

Many years later, when the orc army was at the gates of the city, looking up at the infinite water pouring down from the sky, they were silent.

"Is this not playable?"

Chen Mang traveled to a doomsday world, where corpse tides could be seen everywhere, and death was everywhere.

Survivors need to become train conductors, and gradually upgrade and strengthen their own trains by collecting minerals and other resources, so as to control the train to survive the tide of corpses.

Or become a slave to other train conductors and live under someone else's roof.

All trains have a level limit, and the effect will become stronger every time they upgrade.

However, his natural birthmark gives him the ability to upgrade vehicle accessories without limit.

When several white vehicle accessories such as "car blades" and "drills" that were looked down upon by other train commanders were raised to hundreds of levels.

Only then did I realize that I was already invincible in the world.

So far—

A giant train with hundreds of cars armed to teeth began to roar in the wilderness of the doomsday.

…

"There are only two kinds of people in this world."

"Train conductor or slave."

What should I do if I transform into a passerby NPC in the Novice Village who may die at any time?

At first, Bai Fu just wanted to survive and increase the player's favorability. She planned to use the power of the players to increase the strength of the NPCs who were not on good terms with her. Unexpectedly, she accidentally increased the favorability.

From [the player's most solid backing] to [the lonely watcher at the border], and then to [the first saint in the turbid times of the empire].

Players give full play to their subjective initiative and lift her to the throne.

In the 30th millennium of the empire, a former emperor of the empire who did not want to be named loudly accused in an interview with a newspaper.

"That group of undead people rushed into the palace shouting friendship and bond, and forcibly put my crown on the head of Bai Fu, the devil. It's really a sin!"

Facing the accusation, Bai Fu was extremely indignant.

"How can I be a devil? From the beginning to the end, I have been promoting love and justice. Don't talk nonsense with your eyes open... It's hard for me too. Sometimes I look for my own reasons. Have I been a good person for so many years? Why do those undead people only hit you and not me?"

In a world where technology and transcendence coexist, Warcraft is raging, thousands of races are fighting, alienation is frequent, and crises are everywhere. Fortunately, the human race has the opportunity to activate the gene chain between the ages of sixteen and eighteen and become a gene warrior.

The genetic warrior ventures into the magical place of origin, looking for treasures, burning extraordinary genes, gaining magical and powerful power, and becoming the main force against crises.

Lu Yuan traveled to this world, carrying a strange cube capable of infinitely evolving genes.

He suddenly woke up.

Crossing, handsome, with golden fingers, good guy, all the elements! Could it be that I am the protagonist in the legend? !

Me, Lu Yuan! He is the man destined to be the pillar of the human race!

[Infinite Horror • No Heroine • Survival • Cold-Blooded Male Lead]

When humanity is suddenly thrown into a brutal survival game, Cheng Xu discovers something terrifying—

his name is listed among the game’s administrators.

By day, survivors scavenge for supplies, upgrade their shelters, and fight to grow stronger.

By night, nightmares descend: ghosts roam, disasters strike, and only fortified shelters offer a slim chance at life.

Competition is fierce. Corpses pile high. The throne is built from the bones of the fallen.

Trapped in this endless cycle of survival and slaughter, Cheng Xu evolves—

into an artist of carnage, painting with blood, composing poems in the language of death.

“Death... is the final reward for all survivors.”

Chen Sheng traveled through the world of immortal cultivation and became a secular prince, though devoid of spiritual roots.

He had imagined a life of mediocrity, a century of wealth and prosperity in vain.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly awakened a treasure, the "Book of Hundred Worlds." This treasure, bound within his bloodline, allowed him to cycle through a hundred generations, without losing his true spirit.

With his bloodline unbroken, he could pursue immortality for a hundred generations!

Chen Sheng no longer hesitated: in this life, he would be reborn with great power, forging a path to immortality.

"You know what? I was once the most powerful person in the world. Even the gods were helpless against me. As long as I can get my body back, I can be resurrected again."

"so what?"

"So... who hid my body!"