[Rocks Pirates] [Multiple Devil Fruits] [Multiple Female Leads] [Battle for Supremacy]

Fang Huo stumbled upon a stroke of luck and traveled to the Ancient Moon Village in the One Piece world. His soul cracked during the time travel, undergoing a special mutation and fusing with the energy of this world to form nine soul worms of the same origin yet independent.

With the first Soul Worm fusing with a Devil Fruit power, a user of nine Devil Fruits was born...

Moon-Light Fruit, Gravity Fruit, Vampire Fruit, Moo-Moo Fruit, Rumble-Rumble Fruit, Azure Dragon Fruit...

With Fang Huo's help, the Rocks Pirates appeared in the world ahead of schedule, possessing an unprecedented ultimate lineup...

Have you ever seen the Rocks Pirates, which included Red Earl, Roger, Rayleigh, and Jabba?

In late 19th-century America, cowboys in the West were about to have their last hurrah.

Song Cheng transmigrated into the body of David Carland, who died at the beginning of Red Dead Redemption.

Step 1: Dutch, I have a plan!

Traveling through Douluo, experiencing three eras at the same time. Su Ming split into three, falling on three nodes of the long river of time, laying out in three eras spanning 20,000 years, and becoming a god king. Awaken the body spirit in the era without the body spirit, awaken the soul spirit in the era of grabbing the opportunity of Tianmeng with spiritual attributes, and awaken the element control spirit in the era of the birth of the Silver Dragon King. "I must have been set up by capital."...Master: "Using yourself as a spirit? What kind of useless spirit is this? I'm afraid it's not even as good as my Luo Sanpao." Tang San: "Didn't the teacher say that his spirit is fragile, is it a useless spirit? Why can't my hidden weapon hurt him at all? Also, what's the matter with the armor on his body, why does it feel more like a spirit than his body?" Huo Yuhao: "What on earth is his spirit, how come these lines composed of soul power...

Transmigrating to the 19th century, Lin Jie embarks on a desperate quest for survival aboard a coolie ship. Lin Jie's only recourse is his modern-day knowledge and the "Echoing Touch," which reveals fragments of the past when he touches old objects. In this low-magic world, where magic comes at a price and power stems from knowledge, he uses his mortal body to hunt anomalous creatures, transforming them into unique "grotesque weapons." From a humble individual struggling on the fringes of order, he rises step by step to the pinnacle of the Hunter Rankings. Welcome to 1888, a time when SAN is as precious as bullets.

“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?”

Ice and snow sealed away civilization, and storms extinguished steam—this was the post-Victorian era when a prosperous steam-powered civilization was destroyed by the harsh cold.

As a bishop banished to the frigid north by a mere decree, he fights for lost power, forging a fortress of faith amidst blizzards and apocalypse, guiding lost sheep through mercury and steam.

“I am not a shepherd, I am just a psychoanalyst who couldn’t find a job and was looking for another one.” — Bishop of the St. Lucia Winter Cathedral, Diocese of Speyside, the prayer master of the seven northern cities, the gatekeeper of Eden, the enemy of the frost giants, the remnant of the golden age, the keeper of the secrets of the old civilization, the spiritual mentor and psychiatrist of legendary knights, archmages, kings, popes, the poor, and wanderers. Siren Dellandt said this.

Qin Zichu never imagined he would receive a series of fraudulent messages from "Qin Shi Huang" and "people from the future." One day, he suddenly discovered he possessed a miraculous ability. In his dreams, he could travel back to a specific day in the past, where he encountered a mysterious girl trapped in that same day for an indeterminate amount of time. ...In 1600, John Dee, advisor to the glorious Queen Elizabeth I, obtained the "Book of God's Speech," which contained 49 charts known as the "Great Charts." The first chart was attributed to Christ, the first 18 represented the first six days of creation, and the last 30 represented the "Thirty Heavens" on the seventh day of creation, when God visited Earth. In 1888, the secret society "Golden Dawn" was founded, redrawing the "Great Charts" in an attempt to glimpse the secrets of "God." In 202X, Qin Zichu believed he might become one of them...

The world is divided into two layers.

Yan Jing, who was pulled into the treacherous and absurd

back world copy to become a player, decided to solve the

problem from the root:

If you don't want to be killed by weirdo, you have to become

a weirdo first.

With the [Weird Life Role-playing Game] system, Yan Jing played them, gradually understood them, and finally became

them and took over their lives.

Yes, weird people also have their own lives.

They have their own interpersonal relationships, their own

daily life, and the murderer who killed them.

"The mysterious cameraman in the strange city"

"The dejected young master of the grotesque Republic of China period"

"The cat boss on the cybo street"...

Every weirdo has his own unfinished story.

【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.

[Family Immortality][Longevity through Taoism][Group Portrait]

A family treasure tree appeared in Xu Fugui's body that needed the blood of his descendants to nourish it.

He gave birth to five children, and the treasure tree grew five branches and produced the initiation fruit.

When his descendants exceeded a hundred, the treasure tree grew a large number of branches and produced spiritual roots and immortal fruits.

When he lived to be a hundred years old, the treasure tree grew to ten meters high and condensed nectar.

At first, the treasure tree was just a bare sapling.

Countless years later, the Xu family treasure tree grew into a towering tree with thousands of branches and branches that covered the sky.