Lin Yicheng transmigrated to a high-tech world with extremely advanced technology. On his first day, he was overjoyed, thinking about becoming a technology transporter.

The next day, Lin Yicheng panicked, "I can't stay in this future world for even a day longer!"

28-year-old Xu Qing'an returned to 2002, the year he was five years old, with a heart full of regret.

Heaven pities the humble grass, and the world is blessed with a bright and sunny evening.

Having been given a second chance at life, he only wants to make up for the regrets of his previous life one by one and achieve a perfect ending!

only......

"Brother Qing'an, we've been childhood sweethearts since we were little!"

"What, does knowing each other since we were three years old mean we're not childhood sweethearts?"

“Although my sister is eight years older than my brother Xiao An, she has watched him grow up since he was little. How can we not be considered childhood sweethearts?”

"I was your deskmate in first grade. All these years later, why are you still so slow-witted?"

"You were the one who taught me to live for myself, old classmate, huh~ You're not planning to shirk responsibility, are you?"

......

Years later, Xu Qing'an discovered in horror...

One hundred million people around the world have awakened their superpowers.

And I'm just an ordinary high school student.

Until one day, I was possessed by a god.

And there were seven of them at once...

Possessing the power to make things happen, he faces a strange and powerful new world and countless fantasy creatures created by the ruler of the dimension.

The fantasy journey of King's Landing begins here.

Green mountains and cloud valleys, the thought of them is nothing but a fairyland;

Looking at the flowers through the fog, how can one know that the world is hazy?

Lin You came to this world by mistake, so he simply lay on the top of the mountain, carefully overlooking the entire world.

He saw the clouds rolling and unrolling, the wind's unpredictable nature, ancient immortals preaching under pine trees, emperors building high platforms to offer sacrifices to the heavens, and old men walking alone, all in pursuit of a chance for immortality...

Count all the romantic things in the world,

I have never seen a free and easy immortal in the mortal world.

So he planted a seed.

Years later, a sacred tree rose from the ground, reaching the azure sky and the underworld, its clear light illuminating the universe. Its glazed jade leaves drooped, reflecting the three thousand Dao seeds, breathing in endless spiritual energy... From then on, the mundane world was transformed into a place of immortality.

I only see the green mountains filled with thoughts, and do not envy the white cranes for forgetting their thoughts.

This is a story about a practitioner in the Dharma-Ending Age.

"It's impossible for me to get out of the bath, I'll never get out of the bath in my life. My skin gets itchy as soon as I leave the water, I can only maintain this state of life by lying in the bathtub. Everyone in the pool is amazing, there are water dragons, killer whales, sharks, and they all speak so nicely, I love it here." A certain transmigrator surnamed Gu said this while being held by mon3tr.

Beyond ordinary martial arts, technologically advanced mechas, bio-transformations... The vast universe holds countless races and countless paths of evolution. Ever since his time traveling through time, Chen Zhou has been plagued by strange dreams every night. In these dreams, he's constantly being killed by a monster. One day, Chen Zhou suddenly realizes that as his real self grows stronger, so too does his dream self. To protect himself, Chen Zhou embarks on the path of martial arts and becomes a warrior. When he first removes a monster's head in his dream, he unexpectedly discovers that by touching the monster's corpse's brain, he can acquire its abilities, talents, and even its bloodline. Furthermore, Chen Zhou stumbles upon the idea that borrowing brains isn't limited to monsters... While others ponder how to become stronger, Chen Zhou ponders where to find a stronger one...

This book is also known as: "No One Understands Cultivation Better Than Me", "I Have Many Female Masters", "Isn't it Okay to Just Have Female Masters?", and "A Fairy Touches My Head, and We're Become My Wife". [Rational Cultivation System]: As long as the host's cultivation behavior is deemed reasonable by the host's master, the system can distort cause and effect and change reality to rationalize the host's cultivation behavior. "Alchemy? Can't you just grab a handful of weeds to refine it?" "Formation? Can't you just throw a few pebbles around and set it up?" "Weapon crafting? Just knock it a couple of times and it becomes a divine artifact!" "..." "No way? No way? Surely no one really thinks my cultivation is unreasonable?" "Master, is my cultivation progress reasonable?" Ye Ling, who had just torn apart a lightning tribulation and forcibly entered the Mahayana stage, looked at his white-haired, red-eyed, pitiful, weak, and helpless Nascent Soul stage master and asked.

In the distant 40th millennium

The dream of humanity's golden age has vanished like a wisp of smoke.

A unique era has arrived, and this weak "god" merges with an outsider who was unexpectedly drawn into the conflict.

The combination of the two of them is actually that they're afraid of dying?

And silence and death—that is the Krieg Death Legion.

An intern political commissar was "lucky" enough to be promoted to a full-fledged position in this corps.

The political commissar, who was afraid of death, made up his mind to live.

However... his impression of the Death Legion was not as the rumors suggested.

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(A mix of sweetness and heartbreak, focusing solely on pure love)

I wish to roam freely between heaven and earth, seeking the path to immortality and liberation.

For a thousand autumns and ten thousand years, the sun and moon shine eternally; the universe remains, and the great Dao remains empty.

Looking at the myriad phenomena of the world, only immortals live carefree and without worry.

Ask the heavens and earth about the great way, where can one find eternal life and where can one return to one's origin?

Of the three thousand paths, I am the peak!

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