Humanity is isolated in a corner, surrounded by monsters and riven by internal conflict. Bandits, wars, beast hordes, and monsters! The land wailes, and the people suffer! As an alchemist, Los has been tragically consigned to the borderlands of the Kingdom of Roland. But he thrives on his skills and knowledge! From slash-and-burn agriculture to intensive farming, from cold weapons to gunpowder volleys, and from the medieval era to the atomic age, thousands of years of technological advancement are now emerging in Los's hands! The times are accelerating!

"The common people here are not simple, they are cunning, greedy, and tyrannical." "The nobles here are not noble, they are selfish, arrogant, and insidious." "I used to be angry about this, but now I pity them. This is a dark world. They have not had the opportunity to choose another life since they were born. Now it is my turn to give it to them." "I will bring them food and clothing, so that they will have morals. I will bring them comfort, so that they will have faith. I am a traveler from a distant alien world, and I will bring the fire of civilization to this dark barbarian world.

Aslan was born again, reborn to the day when his family drove to the border to farm land fifty years ago.

He once rose here and developed the poorest region of Merlot in the kingdom into the richest commercial city on the mainland.

In this life, he doesn’t want to be a lord and a minister, he wants to be an emperor.

Below one person is above ten thousand.

Aslan famous saying.

The lord who doesn’t want to be the emperor is just not a good lord.

Elves rule plants, dragons control minerals, monsters and sea monsters rule the mountains, and knights rule the world. Cruze only wants to farm; fighting isn't necessary for him; all he needs to do is be a qualified lord. A sincere return to fantasy farming novels, please collect and support!

Leon Harrisonville, a descendant of a family who traveled to another world, was forced to take over the North's most impoverished territory: Wolverine. Leveraging a system he created, he could discern the loyalties and talents of his subordinates, maintain advanced intelligence, and even maintain a real-time map of the territory. Some even claimed to have witnessed the lord transform into a dragon and drive back the cursed dragon. However, Wolverine was only the beginning. When war engulfed the kingdom, Leon was no longer content with his isolated existence. He tamed the icy plains, expanded his military, and annexed neighboring states with an iron fist. Betrayal of the king? That was the smallest of ambitions. Loyalty? Everyone knew it was just a joke.

[Farming, Bio-Transformation, Continental Warfare, Reformation, Slow Pace]

In a world of extraordinary powers, can individuals truly ascend through the ranks through sheer valor?

No, extraordinary power only solidifies class barriers.

Here, nobles monopolize extraordinary bloodlines through marriage, while priests monopolize devout followers through divine magic.

And just when rulers believe their rule is secure, change always arrives.

Weilin, a biology PhD, happens to have traveled through time and space, and happens to be bound by the bloodline transformation system.

From beetle to dragon, from vine to world tree, from bloodless to holy relic bloodline.

He will begin as a pioneer lord,

stepping over the corpses of the greedy and bathing in the blood of the arrogant.

Leading a group of impoverished, unwilling, and righteous "lower beings," he will

gradually activate his bloodline, develop territory, expand territory, establish an independent nation, overthrow the tyranny, and dismantle theocracy.

[Are you tired of industrializing in the magical world? Concrete, black powder, hand-rolled lathes... Can't humans have a little novelty? I want to tell you about a biopunk world, so stay tuned.]

Also known as "The Life of a Lord Starting from Evolving Dung Beetles"

Introduction: [Western Fantasy][Slow Start][Lord][Beast War][Farming][Conquest]

The development of the New World is in full swing, and the conflicts in the Old World continue. It is either the destruction of the old world or the beginning of a new era.

Even if they are refugees, so what? Even if they are mercenaries, so what? They are just embellishments on the king's road.

Look at the monsters beside him, who else dares to disobey his orders!

This is a world of perpetual war. Humans, elves, undead creatures, mechanical lifeforms, elemental units... countless units, led by heroes, are plunged into relentless warfare. For territory, resources, or perhaps something else entirely... Meng'en has awakened a universal gift, allowing him to directly access special information about other units. Talents, potentials, skills, and brief biographies. [Talent: Exceptional Beauty; Potential: White; Skill: Makeup...] [This unit, born into a prominent family, is arrogant and deeply frustrated that no one appreciates their talents. They seek the favor of other lords...] Led by countless capable subordinates, Meng'en, a second-generation city lord who lost his territory, gradually rose to become a powerful plane controller.

He was lucky at the start. When Ron opened his eyes, he had become the son of Earl Snow Wolf!

Good news! The Snow Wolf family is extremely powerful. Although they are earls, their territory and strength are not much inferior to those of marquises.

Bad news! He's the fifth son! He has nothing to do with the inheritance!

Just when Ron thought it was just another old-fashioned family feud and wanted to apply to become the Lord of Tuo

Heir: Fifth brother! I heard you're heading to the border to expand territory? As expected of a child of my Snow Wolf family! As a start-up fund! I'll provide you with 3,000 serfs, a 100-man Black Iron Guard, and 10,000 gold coins!

The second Viscount's brother: Ron! My territory needs manpower, but I have full authority over the military! I can provide you with a hundred-man Black Iron Cavalry and ten Bronze Knights!

The third Baron: Brother! Go for it! I, your brother, don't have much else! But I have plenty of food! I've prepared enough food for ten thousand people for a year!

Magician Brother Four: Fifth Brother! The border is dangerous. I've prepared a hundred healing potions for you!

Count Dad: ....You guys have prepared everything! What should I do?

Ron: How about Dad, can you give me some money?

Count Dad: How much?

Ron: One hundred thousand!

Count Dad:........

Magician's Mom: Stop being stingy! Son! Here's two hundred thousand! Feel free to use it!

Uncle of the Border Knights: My nephew is a rookie, please take good care of him!

Border Noble: ....

Do you think that's the end?

The moment you reach the territory.

Ding! System activated, congratulations to the host for receiving the novice gift package Empire Armored Cavalry*10