He was reborn as a German company commander, but led his troops in a mutiny an hour before the armistice.

He changed his mind about the assassination attempt, saving the revolutionary heroine, Rosa, from peril.

He founded the "Red Front," becoming the Nazis' most feared enemy.

"I'm not here to join history, I'm here to rewrite it."

—Karl Wegner

In 1918, desperate Germany wept. A spirit from the future brought it the only answer.

This is an unimaginable path, an epic tale of ideals and iron will.

The path has been shown.

(Small team + heartwarming + intelligent female lead + no romantic pairing)

What if you can't eat the nutrient solution made from snail and cockroach extract? You can only starve to death!

A century after the apocalypse, a strange green rain has created a forest wasteland. Food culture has been completely disrupted; ordinary humans survive on the nutrient solutions of mushrooms, moss, snails, and earthworms, while cabbage has become a luxury. Meanwhile, in bustling cities, people live extravagant lives, while gene-engineered warriors and mech legions secretly stir up trouble.

While scavenging with his orc squad, Jiang Han inadvertently uncovered the truth behind a delicious meal, reigniting the chaos in the wasteland.

I just finished Prototype, and a bolt of lightning struck me and transported me to the world of Special Forces!

It even perfectly integrated with Brother A's Blacklight virus?

[Ding! The Perfect Primarch has been activated; you are the monarch of the virus!]

Claws, hammer, whip blade... all abilities unlocked! And without the side effect of amnesia!

What do you do when you're hungry? Just swallow a giant wolf whole!

[Animal Ability Acquisition Module activated! Gained: Keen Sense of Smell (Enhanced)! Dynamic Vision (Enhanced)!]

I stumbled upon a special forces exercise and someone pointed a gun at me?

High school team: "Don't move! Who are you?"

Me (raising my hand, looking innocent): "Just a hiking enthusiast passing by."

The next second, in front of the entire Wolf Fang Special Forces team, I tore a wrecked truck apart with my bare hands!

Everyone: "???"

No, isn't it a bit impolite of you to point a few fire sticks at a natural disaster?!

The setting sun, the grass and trees, the ordinary alleys, people say that Ji Nu once lived here.

Thinking back to those days, the soldiers were armed with swords and spears, and they were as fierce as tigers!

It started when Sima Zhao murdered the emperor in the street.

The Son of Heaven shall be the one with the strongest army and the most powerful horses!

Han succeeded Qin, Wei succeeded Han, Jin succeeded Wei, and Song succeeded Jin.

Song is the orthodox dynasty of China.

Emperor Taizong Wen, whose taboo name was Yifu and whose nickname was Chebing, was the eldest son of Emperor Wu. His mother was Empress Huiyi Zhang. She gave birth to the emperor in Jingkou in the second year of the Yixi reign of the Jin Dynasty. At that time, Emperor Wu was over forty and had not yet had a son. When the emperor was born, he was very happy. At the age of ten, he was appointed the Crown Prince of Yuzhang. As a child, the emperor was extremely strong, skilled in riding and shooting, and had an understanding of music. Song Taijian appointed him the Crown Prince of Song. - "Book of Song, Volume 2, Chronicle of Emperor Wen"

"Twenty Thousand Years of Magic Empire" "The elves criticized us humans for having no faith and no reverence; they accused our magic of being too utilitarian and making the undead work in the fields; they laughed at humans for not having the protection of the racial gods and being just savage monkeys." "Let me clarify: Yes, we are barbarians!" "Forget about those boring disputes about faith, culture, and moral speculation." "When the empire wins, scholars will defend us." "To conquer the astral world, we need 100 stable portals, 1,000 star battleships, 100,000 well-trained spellcasters, the coordination of a thousand-member wizard council and a magic education system that teaches everyone. In short, we need a great empire!" ……………Returning from the end of time, Erian witnessed the end of this Western fantasy universe with his own eyes. Someone must stand up and unify all the planes...

Lu Jing, a young genius, was framed by his stepmother and fell into the water. He lost all his intelligence and became a spoiled brat, a laughingstock to everyone. Little did they know that Lu Jing was actually hiding his talents and protecting himself wisely.

Years later, a mysterious man named "Yingchuan Lu Zi" suddenly appeared in the area, and his stepmother and the others began to suspect him...

In the dark fortieth millennium, in the Purgatory Galaxy. "Didn't you say that I could take the template of the End to Beng Tieshuang? Can you explain to me why we are here!!!" "Didn't you say we were going to the Galaxy!!!" "But not this Galaxy, and aren't you Hyperion? Why are you jumping on the Star Train?" "Don't waste time. If we want to go back, we need to keep exploring new worlds and laying star tracks." "???" Looking at the crazy modified version of Hyperion, Zhou Ye fell into silence. . Then he looked at the golden flames behind him. After a brief silence, Zhou Ye said... "Run, run quickly, I don't want to be caught by the yellow-skinned guy. That guy wants me to be the emperor of mankind. Can't I just bypass the subspace and lay the tracks directly? Is it that serious?"

What if the warships in our real world became ship girls? What changes would that bring to the world? The deep-sea creatures from another world gradually gain a foothold, plotting a war of annihilation against all of humanity. How should humanity and the ship girls break this deadlock? The Soviet Union's reorganization and Japan's unforeseen path will also impact the international situation. Changchun: "Although I once said that slacking off would get me caught digging potatoes, I've already retired! So, it's better to be a homebody playing games and watching anime~ However, if there's war, I, Changchun, will still be there whenever you call!" Anshan: "Sorry to keep you waiting, comrade. Now, please answer one question: Is this my final destination, or a new beginning?" This book blends different worldviews, featuring characters and settings from both Kantai Collection and Kantai Collection. This book strives to find a balance between anime-style cuteness and serious war history. Please read the pre-reading notice before reading. Pre-reading Notice: Nearly half a year ago, this book was first serialized on the Hedgehog Cat platform until yesterday. As a result, after updating just one chapter yesterday morning, the book exploded in popularity this afternoon. (The chapter was updated in the morning, and the book was shut down in the afternoon.) I just laughed. Writing a chapter praising the PLA's bravery and fearlessness in flood relief within my own country can lead to the entire book being shut down. Does your Hedgehog Cat platform mean you're siding with imperialism abroad and representing a bunch of bourgeois beggars at home? And that aloof editor, refusing to sign contracts or add staff, so unfriendly to newcomers—how are new authors supposed to stay in touch for consultations? Not allowing Chinese stories in a socialist country, you're really something. If word gets out, the US will laugh its head off. And that infuriating sensitive word mechanism, constantly locking up posts, acting like a coward and mourning its parents. With this distorted writing orientation, no wonder the books here are far inferior to the earlier ones. I couldn't stand this, so I came to Xirang to continue the story. I hope all my readers will understand and support me. "Farewell, Situ Shuke!" (Joyful Bookkeeper is the former name of Hedgehog Cat) Some settings [Friendly reminder: These settings were written in the early stages of this book, and some content has since been discarded by the author. Please refer to the settings presented in the main text of the novel.]

Kaska traveled to a wasteland world. The sky was covered with yellow sand and radioactive clouds, and the only human settlements were fortress factories behind desolate iron walls. He was determined to save it all. Before that, as the unpopular youngest son of a powerful family on the planet, he was about to have a political marriage with a female workshop worker. The other party was a beautiful girl with white hair and purple eyes. Except that she was a little bigger than others, everything else was perfect. He was very satisfied. Until he heard that the other party was called Fulgrim. What! ? Fulgrim? ! He was puzzled by this. He realized that something was wrong. He cried like a fart spirit whose toes were stepped on. ...Damn it, this is a Warhammer world! Or a Warhammer world where Slaanesh is as rampant as a flood! But I still have my head around...