Reborn into the Great Wu Dynasty, Li Changsheng becomes a (fake) eunuch in the imperial harem. He aspires to be like Lao Ai, but instead becomes the strongest eunuch on Earth.

In terms of political achievements, he established schools, implemented reforms, rectified official corruption, swept across the land, and brought peace to the world for generations to come!

He fought against powerful ministers, but in the end, he inexplicably became the most powerful minister and the most treacherous traitor!

When it comes to economic development, he transformed the once precarious Dawu into a prosperous and powerful nation, even surpassing Tao Zhugong!

In terms of talent, if all the talent in the world were equal to one bushel, he alone possessed twelve bushels, and the rest of the world would owe him two bushels!

A man of many talents, he wielded power over the world when awake, and rested his head on the lap of beauties when drunk. Princesses, imperial concubines, noble ladies, and chivalrous women all loved and admired him.

...

The stunningly beautiful empress later looked back and thought: "You dog of a man, I asked you to manage the harem, how could you have dug it all up?"

[Main World: Honkai Academy 2 + Small Dungeon: Honkai 3, Honkai: Star Railway] [Wrong label, not a single female protagonist!]

"Everyone, rest assured, this is the story that Ling Yi Niang tells, and everyone will be happy."

The surname is Bai, the surname is Penglai Temple, and the surname is Kaslana. This is the story of how Bai Yu, a slave of three surnames, will survive in another world.

Janna: Baiyu is the child I push solo.

Cecilia: This child's brain seems to have fewer wrinkles and is too smooth.

Cocolia: Baiyu, are you really an orphan too? Why do you stay in my orphanage?

Kiana & Mei: He said he would help us, but he has been stabbing us in the back.

Huihuo: Noob Baiyu, look at my real him offline.

Xiadie: Baiyu has been saying that I have a sickle, quantum properties, a butterfly, and am Daxier. I don’t understand.

After the collapse, Penglai Temple Jiuxiao said to Bai Yu with emotion: "Brother, I want to build an academy to protect children. I have decided to call it the Honkai Academy for now. Will you help me?"

Bai Yu said nothing and pushed himself behind the crowd. Looking at the hundreds of Babylonian Academy student "gods" around Bai Yu, Penglai Temple Jiuxiao asked again with some uncertainty.

"Brother...will you help me?"

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[You are the Master of Chaldea, the savior of humanity. ]

[Your evil deeds are known to everyone from Orleans to Camelot. ]

[Every singularity has left traces of being ravaged by you. ] [Your fierce reputation can make servants tremble in fear, and can also stop the little demon pillars from crying at night. ]

[And you like to use this sentence to encourage your comrades the most——] In a certain singularity, Xia You's voice is serious:

"The singularity determines the survival of humanity. The only question is how determined we are to defeat it——My dear servants, have you decided who will self-destruct next?"

[A long-time Doraemon fan, a childhood memory, no system, multiple female leads, theatrical version]

[The plot features a lot of fan-made and original elements, but the main storyline remains the same. Join Doraemon on his grand adventure!]

High school student Chu Mushan is reborn as Dekisugi from Doraemon. Before he can even experience a leisurely daily life, he is transported to 13th-century Europe by a time warp.

WTF! Director, this script is wrong! Let me go back!

He had resigned himself to his fate, but he found that things were not as simple as he had imagined, looking at the proud blonde girl in front of him.

Chu Mushan scratched her head and muttered to herself, "Is this—the movie?!"

The synopsis is insufficient; please proceed to the main text. I hope you enjoy it. I'll strive to bring you forty-five unique theatrical adventures, and everything awaits you to unlock!

Reborn as Drogon, the black dragon in Game of Thrones, he is overheard by Daenerys Targaryen.

Zhuo Geng: [These two clumsy dragons need proper training. They shouldn't die so easily and bring shame to our dragon race.]

Daenerys: "Jackie, from now on, don't feed Rhego and Viserion separately. Let them fight over the meat... Fight? Just don't kill them!"

Rego and Viserion: "My dragon life!"

Drogon: [Tyrion is perfectly capable of being Hand of the King.]

Daenerys: "Tyrion, I appoint you as Hand of the King."

Imp: "But I am a Lannister."

Daenerys Targaryen: "I believe you!"

Zhuo Geng: [Daenerys has been a bit irritable these past few days. Could it be that she's on her period?]

Daenerys: "???"

Keywords: [Abstract], [Fun God], [Unconventional], [Unique Art Style], [Mythological Great Luo], [Classic of Mountains and Seas], [High-End Primordial Era]

"As the top dog in the Netherworld, it's perfectly normal for me to open a branch in the Zhou Tian Starry Sky, right?"

“We have eleven seats in our church, and we refuse to let any legitimate gods join us, but the demon god Rahu says that he is not a legitimate god.”

“Now, one of our hall masters has declared that he’s going to pull off a big heist—he’s going to rob Dao Ancestor Hongjun!”

Pangu above, this is truly a brilliant idea! What do you think, should I agree to it?

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In the age of gods, where the great Dao clashes, what kind of stories will unfold when these unorthodox innate deities collide?

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P.S.: My completed work, "The Azure Phoenix of Nuwa's Family in the Primordial World," has 2 million words and a similarly unique art style, full of fun. Welcome to read it!

(Everyday Life + Slow Burn + Multiple Heroines + Wholesome + Redemption)

Without any warning, Xia Yu—whose first life had gone so smoothly—suddenly returned to the past.

But… isn’t this a little too far back?

Well, since I'm here again, might as well find something to do.

What he didn’t expect was to cross paths once more with the same people from his future.

Only this time...

It’s not quite how he imagined it would be.

First of all, let me just say—I’m not some walking air conditioner.

And also—

Don’t come any closer! I'm... feeling a bit cold.

Rean Schwarzer, Falcom's favorite son, a professional cheater, and the successor of the Eight Leaves Wife-Killing Style. When a soul from Earth transmigrates into his body, will it change his original trajectory? Will he still experience the fate of his sister being kidnapped, his father severely injured, his mother knocked unconscious, and his best friend tragically killed? This book is a Trails of Eternity fanfiction. The author is a staunch supporter of Crystal Palace; please do not enter if you dislike this. A book club has been created; welcome to join: 5.1.3.0.1.7.4.5.7. My new book, "I am Shinji, What brings You Here?", has been released; please add it to your collection, click, and recommend it.

At the age of 20, Aoki Jie traveled to Japan to be reborn when his life was relatively stable. At the age of 17, Aoki Jie just wanted to study hard to get into the University of Tokyo. Being a little tired can change the future, and being a little bit risky can welcome a new life. Even if he starts in an orphanage, he will try his best to climb to the top. Until he met that group of girls while studying in Tokyo. According to Aoki Jie's expectations, he would study hard to get into the University of Tokyo, and then try to become a civil servant. His life may be dull and boring, but he will never live a brilliant life. Instead of hesitating and hesitating about feelings, it is better to be prudent and live a stable life... But if there is a choice - if there is a choice, Aoki Jie does not want to be sober. (Plagiarism from a manga series, involving the TV series "Oregairu", "Lonely Rock", "Between Girls", and "Love, Chunibyo & Other Delusions")

Father, is it all over? No, son, they'll be back next week to get invincible! My name is Arthas, a human prince, a famous young, wealthy, and practical man in Azeroth. My life creed is simple and practical: do it or not, it's up to you! From Lordaeron to Silvermoon City, from Kalimdor to the Frozen Throne, my reputation is known to everyone. With the blessing of a maxed-out aura, I can do a heavy blow with my left hand, a drunken fist with my right hand, and a dodge in between for a critical hit. The Holy Light can't save Azeroth, only a sword at the enemy's neck can. Human women are sweet, elf girls are elegant, and orc girls are rugged. But isn't your naga girl coming here for marriage a little too abstract?