The whispers of the old gods enveloped the entire continent, potions flowed quietly in dark alleys, and the shadow of a dragon passed over the steam-filled city dome. A stranger was reborn as the most humble being in this world—a gray mouse. However, he started from the dark sewers, step by step farming, infrastructure construction, alliances with foreign races, and deciphering lost runes. The roar of steam resonated with the whispers of magic, the gears turned, and the dragon flapped its wings. He transformed into the "Sherlock Holmes" detective who had never appeared before, weaving an underground network that spanned races and classes, vowing to break the oppression of theocracy and use the power of machinery, magic, and faith to create a new era of civilization for all intelligent creatures, sharing, and co-governance. ——When he first stepped into this world, Lu Ran had only one self-deprecating sentence: "I, Mouse, am going to die this time..."

[Western Fantasy + Lord + Low-level Weapon Micro-Demon + Farming + War Beast + Slow Heat + Character Creation]

Luo Lin traveled to a foreign continent and became a serf.

I accidentally got a copper book, and when I decided to stew two chickens, I finally unlocked the secret of raising the copper book.

This marks the beginning of the animal training program.

If a chicken lays two eggs a day, it is not dedicated enough.

One sheep can produce as much wool as two other sheep, but it is not considered a model worker.

The dogs we raise are all fearless and fierce, and they are willing to fight wolves alone.

A warhorse can travel 800 miles a day? No, that's just a warm-up.

As for the giant bear, it is just a means of transportation.

When one day all the crocodiles in the rivers of the entire continent could goose step, Rowling realized that he had sat on the throne.

In the morning, he was a Qi refiner for Kunlun, and in the evening he returned to Shushan to be a sword immortal.

I stole 3,000 methods from Penglai, and no one could tell me that I was a loyal traitor.

There are ten thousand avenues in this world, all leading to longevity.

Ordinary people only take one and go, but I was forced to take all of them.

Don’t ask, ask is time management!

Claire accidentally traveled to the magical world. She thought she could become a nobleman in a safe way, but unexpectedly, someone came to collect her debts. She had no choice but to return to her viscounty.

Fortunately, he is a magician himself, and he also has the ability to trade across borders.

Then he had to develop his own viscount, and the traded Dali Pills could increase his power? ! The exercises traded from the martial arts world can actually make the knights under his command greatly reduce the time to awaken the fighting spirit? !

And what’s the deal with a dragon?

After many years…

The people in the territory sighed: “Thanks to the Lord for saving us, who are living in dire straits, let us know what is truly alive.”

“Religion? Serious people who believe in that stuff must believe in the science propaganda by the Lord!”

Every businessman who came to the territory could not help but sigh: “This is the greatest city I have ever seen, no one.”

“Lord Claire, your reputation is known to everyone from the orc kingdom in the extreme west to the mermaid kingdom in the sunrise!”

(Easy farming text, don’t be afraid of not being able to remember the name at all, because I can’t remember it either, so I will write the code name or characteristics before writing it out, so that there will be no unrecognizable things. )

Group number: 992443811

[Beast-Taming Novel, a slow burn, please be patient!] [Note: This is not a Pokémon fanfiction!]

After an accident, Luo Qingxiao is transmigrated to a world full of spirits. He arrives to witness the most terrifying aspect of this world—a spirit siege on a city.

Fortunately, the siege seems to have just ended. After much trouble, he finally makes it back to a safe city.

This is a world where humans and spirits live together. Spirits are the true darlings of the world, possessing incredible powers. Countless spirits like the Frost Bird, the Blazing Sun Flower Spirit, the Thunder God, the Fighting Emperor Dragon, etc. live in this world.

Humans were once only able to eke out a living until the emergence of the True Spirit Contract changed everything. This contract allows humans and spirits to form a miraculous bond: the spirits grow stronger with the help of humans, and the humans command the spirits in battle.

Now, humans have occupied most of the world's territories. After living in this world for nine years, Luo Qingxiao finally embarks on his journey to become the strongest trainer.

[Dark + Traditional Cultivation! The protagonist follows a twisted path—decisive, ruthless, and anything but kind. If you prefer gentle heroes, this isn’t for you.]

The so-called Immortal Path is nothing but hypocrisy—built on blood and bones.

Lu Li claws his way out of a pit of corpses, uses bones as his lantern, and walks a road only true demons dare tread.

From that moment on: killing, soul harvesting, bone refinement, devouring the heavens.

If I ascend, I shall butcher all who call themselves Immortals.

— The Four Steps of Cultivation:

Qi Condensation (10 Layers) → Foundation Establishment → Golden Core → Nascent Soul

(Further realms explained in the main story.)

This book is also called 《 I blocked the bullet for the fool 》《 the oil king of Thingen 》《 the legend of the priestess 》《 canned and puddle 》《 Fish Day 》.

The secret master is the same! Secret world! I'm coming!

Eh? Is the title only 15 words?

《Secret: Storm old pigeons are not pigeons or storm old pigeons 》

Place of Birth: Bone Sea Identity: Skeleton… In the next moment, Yun Ming, still in a daze, was swept into the battlefield. Thus, a bewildered gray bone was ruthlessly hijacked by fate. What kind of unknowns will he face?

***

The world swam into focus through a haze of gray-white mist, the only sound a persistent, dry crackling in unseen ears. Yun Ming’s consciousness flickered, slowly anchoring itself to a body lying flat on… bones. Countless bones, forming a desolate, shifting landscape beneath him. He tried to sit up, but agony exploded through his frame, sharp and absolute. Looking down, he saw not flesh, but gray-white ribs. Above, slender leg bones stretched where his own should be.

“I… am a skeleton?” The thought echoed in the hollow cavity of his skull, a silent scream of disbelief swallowed by the oppressive mist. Around him, other skeletal figures stirred, mindless automatons rising from the osseous sea, only for some to suddenly collapse, scattering back into the landscape like brittle twigs. Death was palpable here, a constant presence reinforced by the chilling whispers of disintegration.

A voice, alien yet intimate, suddenly bloomed within his mind, urging him forward, into the unknown grayness. With excruciating effort, fueled by a primal fear and a dawning, terrifying awareness, Yun Ming forced his fragile new body upright. This was the Bone Sea. This was his new, horrifying beginning. And in this realm of endless death, survival was the only imperative. His journey, fraught with pain and the constant threat of dissolution, had just begun.