[The New Era Demon King: Starting with Building an Adventure Village]

Lu Che unfortunately became a forgotten, nearly vanished demon king, but fortunately, he activated the [Great Demon King System].

But how can a new era's great demon king be the same as the demon kings of the past?

Thus, through Lu Che's arduous struggle...

Ladies and gentlemen, standing before you now is...

The village chief of the strongest adventure village in the entire kingdom!

The creator of the largest entertainment complex in mainland China!

Chairman of the world's tallest commercial city!

An executive officer of a mercenary organization that is omnipresent across all dimensions!

Supreme Commander of the Pan-Dimensional Armed Trade and Order Maintenance Agency!

Lu Che, the Great Demon King!

yours truly!

Lucas initially thought he'd stumbled into the world of an American TV series, but after meeting one protagonist after another, he realized he'd encountered a chaotic mess. Surrounded by a host of exceptionally talented characters, should he give up and wallow in despair, or strive to stand out? If you, dear readers, find "The World of American TV Series is a Bit Chaotic" enjoyable, please don't forget to recommend it to your friends on QQ and Weibo!

What you think this book is: "What? I still hit pretty well." "I'm the man who turns the impossible into the possible!" "Style! Invincible East!" "Mission accomplished, self-destruction begins!" "The moon is out!" "Are you going to start another war?!" "Happy birthday~" What this book is actually about: Actually, I want to be a good person! Trying to pilot a Gundam so quietly? Honestly, send watermelon ice cream one by one! It's just an orbital elevator, watch me push it back! If you escape from the cockpit, your pilot career is over! Leo's performance will vary greatly depending on the pilot's ability! The author was hit by a colony satellite… The End. (Currently, I have completed three million-word novels, updates are stable, you can read with confidence, *coughing*.)

In 1460, seven years after Constantinople fell to the Ottoman conquerors riding dragons, Leo, the only son of Constantine XI and a Roman prince exiled to the land of vampires, finally resolved to rebel against the officials who levied blood taxes. From a mercenary to a vassal of the Holy Roman Empire, from a hero of the Teutonic Crusades to being proclaimed the new Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, Leo embarked on his eastward campaign to reclaim his homeland.

In 2016, a game called "Tears of the Goddess" swept the world. During a version update, Liu Mu (the male protagonist) didn't log out of the game before maintenance to complete a special mission. When he woke up, he found himself transported to another world. However, it wasn't his soul or his physical body that had transmigrated; it was his game character! The most troublesome thing was that his game character was a girl with very large breasts!

Gao Fei had tried many things and failed. His family's factory went bankrupt, leaving him a debtor. He delivered food, drove for a ride-hailing service, and even went to Russia to collect debts, only to be forced into the Russia-Ukraine conflict. Everyone has their own stage, and for Gao Fei, that stage was the battlefield. Becoming a mercenary was the beginning of his success. He fought his way through the Russia-Ukraine conflict, battled drug lords in the Americas, and destroyed warlords in Africa, exporting his military power globally and rewriting the rules of the mercenary world. He fought across five continents, his sharpshooting skills dominating all directions. Gao Fei could proudly proclaim, "I am the God of Guns!"

The Falcon Legion is a mysterious organization that can be seen wherever there is war. The most mysterious person is the one who created the legion. Very few people in the world have ever seen him. He is like a mythical figure in the armies of various countries. He is Su Chen, the man who crawled out of a pile of corpses, codenamed Blood Eagle.

Hello friend.

Nice to meet you.

My name is Chen Ming.

He worked as a mercenary in Dawn City under a nominal name.

Code name: Silence.

Skilled in smuggling, assassination, and online investigation.

If you have any requests, please contact my middleman, the bearded manager of the black market, or the Brotherhood priest.

In this cyberpunk world of high technology and low-life, the smoke of gunfire and the roar of machinery intertwine to create a cruel and chaotic tapestry. It's a world firmly governed by instinct, where reason is gradually lost amidst the flashing neon lights and torrents of desire. People struggle to survive in the cracks between virtual and reality, resorting to any means necessary for a glimmer of hope. Amidst this chaos, there is a unique protagonist, like a cold, solitary light in the night sky, who has forged his formidable reputation solely with his blade. In the urban jungle teeming with bullets and steel behemoths, he moves with agility, his blade flashing coldly as enemies fall. He doesn't rely on complex, cold mechanical bodies, nor does he despise the bombardment of firearms. Instead, he forges his own path to dominance in this mad world with pure swordsmanship, writing a legendary chapter of courage, glory, and resistance with every swing, fearlessly marching towards his unknown destiny in the shadows.

[A Side Story of House Dragons] Transmigrated into the body of a mercenary leader's nephew, Tiberius Mord only wanted to live a wealthy life in Essos, far removed from the impending Dance of the Dragons. However, fate intervened. The Battle of the Golden Spurs in Essos made him famous, forcing him into the limelight and unwillingly drawing him into the Dragonflight succession war. Thus, the story took a turn for the worse: he wanted to help Prince Damon train an army and his henchmen, but ended up creating Westeros's first standing army, the Dragonfire Army. He wanted to develop Crabclaw Peninsula to make a little money building houses, but ended up creating a commercial empire that monopolized the sugar and wine trade. He wanted to write a royal history to flatter the Targaryen family and earn royalties, but ended up becoming the Targaryen family's propaganda manifesto. Finally, as Tiberius stroked the barbs on the Iron Throne, he said to his men with a sense of helplessness, "Gentlemen, I..."