An art student travels back in time to the reigning prince of the House of Orleans, coinciding with the American Civil War of 1861. How will he capitalize on the Civil War to secure his first fortune and launch his grand enterprise? How will he navigate the oceans to signal his return during the Franco-Prussian War of 1870? How will Britain, Germany, Austria, Italy, and Russia fight their way out of Western Europe's monstrous chamber? Can the Mediterranean become his inland sea? See how the protagonist becomes a global hegemon and spreads his influence across the globe!

My name is Leo Wallace, a PhD student in history, and I'm $137,542.89 in debt. In the darkest moment of my life, I lost my job because I criticized a tech giant called "Omni" online, and they "optimized" my employment. I thought my life was going to be a classic Chinese comedy, until an intruder popped into my head. He said his name was Franklin Roosevelt—yes, the one on the 10-cent coin. "Kid, stop criticizing online, it's useless." "Want to mess with them? I'll teach you." "Our first step is to become mayor." And so, I, a keyboard warrior who couldn't even find a job, embarked on a magical path to running for president under his guidance. Wait, Mr. President, are you sure this Second Bill of Rights... isn't really going to...

Reborn

I'm happy with the transformation into capital, but the primary issue is getting out of the police station.

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Hollywood godfather? Internet king? Tech tycoon? New energy leader?

This is not what I want.

Howard Hughes' successor, Hugh Hefner's successor?

No, I am who I am.

Ernst Garfield.

Reborn in 1905 as a starving, impoverished cowboy in Montana, Jack Crawford thought he'd been given a hellish start. Until he discovered he received a random intelligence report every day. [Three hours later, an injured elk will collapse in the birch forest behind the house.]—Jack carried back his winter rations. [Old Hank, the neighbor, is preparing to sell his seemingly weak but actually Quarter Horse foal at a low price.]—Jack now possesses a future champion horse. [Next week, torrential rains will breach the valley, causing flash floods, and the upstream soil has extremely high mineral content.]—Jack bought the most fertile land at the lowest price after the disaster. While cowboys throughout the West were still relying on the weather and suffering heavy losses from blizzards, Jack always managed to avoid all disasters in advance. While Wall Street giants were strategizing for the economy...

Ning Shu arrives in a parallel world, America, inheriting a farm and eight million US dollars in debt left to him by his father, Runren. Intending to simply relax and do nothing, he unexpectedly discovers he has awakened druidic abilities, with maxed-out affinity for plants and animals. A clearing crew arrives with bulldozers, ready to force their way in, but a vast forest has already sprung up around the farm. "Where are the American environmental organizations and media?" A large group of reporters and staff quickly emerge. Some attempt to break in with guns, but a large number of endangered animals have already been deployed near the farm. When they point their guns at the animals blocking their way, Ning Shu declares, "Call the animal protection organizations here. We've already taken photos as evidence." He intends to use magic to defeat magic. Years later, he becomes America's largest agricultural exporter. Looking at his former agent, who once tried to assassinate him, he says, "Mr. Smith, you..."

Location: San Francisco Time: 1924… He could load a Winchester lever-action rifle with one hand. He was an expert in American Iaijutsu. His Mozambique shooting was simply divine. He could deflect oncoming bullets with a Qi-style scalpel. He instilled deep fear in thugs. …This was an era of extravagance, an era of jazz, an era of Prohibition, an era of suit-wearing thugs, an era of ambitious men, an era of Li Yu. …“Young men, remember this! Never mess with a Chinese man wearing a long black overcoat and a black suit, with an M1911 pistol on his left leg and under his right arm, a Winchester lever-action rifle in his left hand, and a Qi-style scalpel in his right! He is ‘Like a Dragon’!” “Why is he called ‘Like a Dragon’?” “Because he can single-handedly destroy a Mafia family! He’s simply…”

He has received the most gorgeous compliments and the most vicious curse words.

He is a guy with unruly blood flowing through every vein in his body.

He's a white kid who will never become a celebrity.

He is a young man from the countryside in the eyes of the public.

He's Tommy Hawke.

He was born again.

Welcome to a story that tells the American Dream in the first half and the American Nightmare in the second half.

Let us invite Tommy Hawke to appear in the winter of 2022.

In 1883, on the blood-and-fire western frontier, the Dutton family embarked on a westward journey: veteran James protected his family, rebellious daughter Elsa sought freedom, and precocious teenager Tom tamed the fierce green mule "Loach," struggling to survive amidst bandit raids and the desolate wilderness. Armed with covered wagons and lever-action rifles, they enforced an ironclad law between gallows-lined towns and vast grasslands: tame the wilderness or be devoured by it.

In 1849, the California Gold Rush swept the world. But for Chen Mo, who had already been there for three months, it was not heaven, but hell. Driven away by white miners, he was forced to toil in vain on the barren riverbanks, exchanging his efforts for cold mud and "fools' gold." He faced ostracism from his fellow Chinese, who considered him an outsider because of his short hair and lack of a queue; nobody cared about him. The extortion from Master Chen, with his monthly protection fee of three dollars—more than his rent—suffocated him. Just when he was once again cornered in the river by thugs, his life hanging by a thread, he obtained the [Daily Intelligence System]! [Daily Intelligence: Jack Brown, who is smiling at you, is actually trying to rob and kill you.] [Daily Intelligence: A $250 nugget is buried under an oak tree 300 yards upstream!] [Daily Intelligence: Master Chen's...]

My uncle is the director of the FBI!

What?

You ask who I am?

Um, my last name is Hoover.

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In the early summer of 1960, a profiler was reborn as a rebellious young man.

He decided to bring a little technological shock to the criminals of that time.