Spring is the season of rebirth. The monsters of the swamp forest begin to stir. The demihumans along the reedy riverbanks sharpen sticks and build traps, waiting for prey. Human adventurers in the north carefully examine their wands and potions, preparing for a new year of exploration. In the shadows, the slime they regard as their prey watches all this unfold. It waits. Once its flying sword is forged, its dao is complete, and its foundation for another self is established, then its True Immortal Slime will be born. [Farming] [Easy]

[D&D] [Faerun] [Super Magic] [Adventure] Anser accidentally stumbles upon Toril, and the goddess of magic is in trouble again! Has the magic plague arrived again?! ... As the minions of the Underdark tear through the night veil of Baldur's Gate, the never-quiet Faerun erupts into chaos. But this is just the beginning. ...Involved elements: D&D, the Weave, Dragon Veins, Wizards, Leveling Up, Twenty-sided Dice, Baldur's Gate, Neverwinter, the Underdark, the Abyss, the Nine Hells, Celestial Mountain, Shadowfell, and the Feywild...

After traveling to another world, Su Wen found himself transformed into a skeleton. Being a skeleton was pretty good. He could patrol his territory, mine, play with slimes, and even piece together his own foes after being torn apart by heroes. Then one day, Su Wen encountered the dying Goddess of Light and accidentally caught a tiny bit of the power of light. Faced with the goddess' tearful pleas, Su Wen reluctantly agreed. Restoring the glory of light is our duty! … “You’re a skeleton, why do you glow at night?” “Why is your necromancy so blinding?” “Help! What did I see? A necromancer using holy light?” Research has revealed that death ray is an extremely rare offshoot of holy light. And holy light belongs to light!

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In September 1815, Ron, the king of the extinct Lah Kingdom, announced the restoration of his country in the Grey Mist Territory of the Emerald Kingdom.

Three days later, the Lah Kingdom announced its extinction.

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In January 1816, Ron, the honorary teacher of the White Demon Academy, announced the restoration of his country in the Magic City.

A week later, the Lah Kingdom announced its extinction.

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In July 1816, Ron, the strongest cadre of the Demon King's Army, announced the restoration of his country in the Demon King's City.

A month later, the Lah Kingdom announced its extinction.

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In February 1817, Ron, the bishop of the Holy Grace Church, announced the restoration of his country in the City of God's Coming...

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"Restore your country, you mb, who taught you to restore your country this way?" the crowd roared.

"Now, a brief interruption: a war criminal named Lu Qian. It is alleged that he committed crimes including, but not limited to, those listed below: 'Turning his own customers into food in his restaurant;' 'Connecting sewage pipes to the city's drinking water system to boost healthcare stock prices;' 'Using neutron beams to brutally annihilate an entire planet of aliens…' Citizens, please be wary of this heinous war criminal." Lu Qian stared blankly at his own photo in the marketing article. He just made a game, how could he be a war criminal? The next day, Lu Qian solemnly clarified in the *Game Observer*: "Who said I'm a war criminal? The games we make always promote truth, goodness, and beauty; it's just that players have misunderstood. Besides, I haven't been caught, how could I be a war criminal!"

Transmigrating to a steampunk fantasy world, Gallo only wanted to use his cheat system to live a peaceful life as a "human search engine." While others toiled in factories, he sat in cafes, making a fortune daily through "knowledge navigation." While geniuses at the Imperial University of Technology were struggling with their papers, he could read through classic texts in minutes and pinpoint the core issues. Professors were amazed by his talent and treated him like an honored guest. But Gallo knew in his heart that what he learned with his cheat system wasn't just knowledge to change his fate. There were also those... terrifying memories about warp space.

The story of a low-level adventurer begins like this.

Xia Lin, who traveled through time, went bankrupt after a few days of living as a young master. He had to switch his life plan from "enjoying the other world" to "just surviving" mode.

The only core task in this mode is - "Be an adventurer! Make money!!"

After all, killing a goblin can get a few copper coins, and digging a ratman's nest can get half a bag of flour.

So in front of the task bulletin board of the Adventurer's Guild, there is always a smiling man who promotes himself to every adventurer who comes to accept the task.

"My name is Xia Lin Torremo, a magic warrior professional, are you willing to join my team?

Work elements: [Fantasy team adventure], [Pseudo DND], [Western fantasy mixed world view]

"Brother, is our Du'e Sect... truly a legitimate sect?" "Of course, Junior Brother, quickly register on this 'Disciple List,'" the green-clothed figure said, pointing to a sinister black banner. ...Once transported across time, Chu Mo became a "reserve soldier" of the Du'e Demon Sect. He had thought he would be opening the door to immortality and the freedom of swordsmanship, but he hadn't expected that cultivation in this world was different. Conquering seas, plundering planes, unifying all realms, immortal boats traversing the void, and massive cannons bombarding otherworlds. Cultivators searched endless worlds, waged cross-border wars, spread their teachings, and infested planes... This place was rife with dangers, but also filled with opportunities. ...Luckily. Chu Mo discovered that he could see his health bar, becoming the sole player in this distinctly different world of cultivation.

Having transmigrated to another world for eighteen years without awakening any supernatural abilities, Ling Hui thought he would live an ordinary life like in his previous world. At a crucial moment, a sign-in system appeared. [Congratulations, host, for opening the newbie gift pack and obtaining 2 capsules. Consuming these capsules will forcibly shrink any living being.] Ling Hui: Opening such a newbie gift pack, is it me or you who's acting strangely? [A spot in the multiverse chat group has been blocked for the host. Join now?] Ling Hui: "Aren't you the sign-in system?" [Hey buddy, nothing's wrong.] Ling Hui: ???

[Headline] Mr. Shu Shu, a cat, has officially taken over Pawnshop No. 8, becoming the first "tail-wagging" president in the exorcism industry! The staff includes: a blue cat who loves accounting, two pythons who always forget their passwords, three gray mice skilled at delivering messages, and a calico cat cleaner who always sweeps dust into heart shapes. Their services include: collecting nightmares (with a free cat purring service), repairing crazed gears (running out of magic, meow!), and taking the blame for the church (but the price is extra fish treats). Currently, the company is facing its biggest crisis: gears in a factory are collectively tap-dancing, keeping the mice awake; human customers keep trying to touch the boss's ears, seriously violating workplace etiquette; and the snake employees insist on a raise, even though they can't even remember the door lock. — "This station's reporter, Meow Boy, reports: The company currently has £105 in funds..."