"Shinji-kun!" "Yusuke-san, get to the point!" "Hmm... While the anomaly has indeed been resolved, wasn't the commotion a bit too much?" "Was it?" "It does seem quite normal for someone piloting an 80-meter-tall Unit-01 to beat up a 50-meter-tall monster." "Yasuhito-san, I'm a little annoyed by what you're saying. A gang fight against villains, isn't it just a matter of using whatever's available? But you guys need to get going! I can already see police lights flashing at the foot of the mountain. You'll be in big trouble if Inspector Yakushiji catches your eye. It looks like Special Vehicle Division 2 is here too." "Your way of putting it doesn't give me a very good feeling. Oh well. Let's go! Oh, by the way, here are this week's coupons! Remember to come to my shop!" "Oh! A stack of McDonald's coupons? That's a big help!" "So, shall we meet at Yukihira Restaurant later?" "Okay! I'll leave the cleanup to you. Where did Fujiwara-san park the car? We can't shake off those two policewomen without him." "I'll ride back on Eikichi-sensei's motorcycle first!" "Running away is not honorable at all!"

Altaïr King was completely bewildered when he woke up to find himself transformed into a golden ear of corn in the Terran palace. It was common knowledge that being a member of the Imperial Guard was a high-risk profession. Especially in this dark and cruel future, the laughter of the evil gods was so piercing, and the claws of the aliens so menacing. Fate was capricious, cruel, and bloody, and he was now clad in radiant gold. He pondered whether he would end up being devoured by warp entities or roasted into popcorn by psionic energy, and then stepped out of his dark underground cell. The Imperial Guard was endangered, but not so easy to kill. Before facing his final fate, he still had a chance to begin his adventure. The burning galaxy was still far away, and the most serious problem this novice Imperial Guard now faced was—he was lost in the palace.

Bai Qi piloted the plane and asked Zheng He, can the aircraft carrier land?

Li Yunlong pointed to the front and asked Zhao Yun, can the Italian cannon hit it there?

What is a skeleton? Skeletons are a group of carriers without souls. When you give them new souls that are strong enough, they will have all the abilities of the master of the soul!

Explode the Demon Race! Go straight to the Holy See! Even the undead tremble when they see me! Angel of War, Anti-Titan, Bibien, Dragon combination, despise everything! All I want to say is only two words: “Who else?”

"Yang Yuan begs Prime Minister Qin to die!"

What evidence do you have to accuse Benjamin of being guilty?

"This is baseless!"

Yang Yuan, a media professional, accidentally travels to Lin'an, the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty. Intending to return to his old profession and become the foremost crisis public relations expert in ancient times, he unexpectedly expands his territory, conquers the Xia and Jin dynasties, and reigns supreme over the land, becoming the emperor!

Thirty thousand years ago, the great struggle among all races reached its peak. The top races fought their last battle to break the crystal wall of the universe. The gods and demons of the dark world invaded from outside the crystal wall of the universe. All races were ravaged, and all living things were slaughtered. The clans that once stood at the top could only linger under the power of the gods and demons. "Fellow Daoist, how about my three-handed Yin Toad Demon Mouth Strip? It is as soft as silk and as hard as a thousand-forged iron. If you put it in your mouth, you can spit it out thirty meters to kill the enemy." "I have only used it for more than forty years. It's new." "Then you can add a Blood Bat Demon auxiliary stomach. The mouth strip can not only kill the enemy but also suck blood to restore spiritual power." The stall owner, who no longer looks like a human, but like a troll, held a mass of indescribable objects in his hands. Xu Qing looked at the stall owner, whose entire body except for his brain had been transformed into god and demon parts, and scratched his head with the tentacles on his back. "I want to look like a human."

In the ninth year of the Wude era, Li Shimin launched the Xuanwu Gate Incident and ascended the throne as emperor. The Turkic Khaganate, Jieli Khan and Tuli Khan, led an army of 200,000 southward, shocking the court and the public. The protagonist transmigrated into the body of Crown Prince Li Chengqian, who was eight years old at the time.

With his god-level base system, he receives a reward every time he thwarts a Turkic attack.

Thus, the protagonist rises to power, acquiring weapons, equipment, strength, and an army by defeating the Turks!

An eight-year-old martial arts master shocked the world!

I've time-traveled! (Oh!) But a world war will break out in a decade or so! (Eek!) There are Gundams to pilot! (Oh!) But you're ZAFT! (Huh?) You know the plot! (Oh!) But there's an unforeseen circumstance! (Eek!) Adrian: "I won't give in to so-called unforeseen circumstances!" A new work by a Gundam SEED + Assassin's Creed author, please support me! Book club: 834694540. Welcome everyone to join the discussion!

【Space】【Republic of China】【Anti-Japanese】【Lower Class】【Independent Line】

Qin Jin accidentally traveled to the Republic of China. He was an amateur in civil wars but an expert in foreign wars. He had a small bug in the space and he had to get things done to the end. Laughing and crying was life, and crying and laughing was survival. The Republic of China was not romantic, but it was definitely coquettish!

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Also known as: “This Useless Emperor Won by Lying Flat”

One morning, she woke up to find herself turned into the puppet emperor of a war-for-supremacy story, surrounded by ambitious armies all eager to seize her as a tool to command lords in the name of the Son of Heaven.

She made a decisive choice—to follow the Wei faction. Why not side with the protagonist, you ask? Because the protagonist was a ruthless schemer, the kind of man who’d rather betray the world than be betrayed by it. Following him meant she might not last a few days before being sent to the afterlife with a cup of poisoned wine.

Though the Wei clan never unified the world, they endured the longest. Even the protagonist was forced to drag out a war of attrition against them until they finally collapsed. By her calculation, Wei Ying—the most formidable master of the Wei clan—lived to the age of eighty. Only upon his death could the protagonist finally achieve unification.

If she chose Wei, she could live to eighty as well. Just right. No need to die early.

What better choice could there be? Who would complain about gaining an extra eighty years of life?

So, without hesitation, she followed the Wei clan’s masked woman, the one who wore a fearsome ghost-faced mask.

Unexpectedly, the other factions refused to accept it unless she showed that it was her own voluntary choice. They pressured her to make her stance clear to the Wei woman.

So, Tian Tangjing leaned over and smacked a kiss onto the woman’s cheek, drawing astonished gazes all around.

She kissed without the slightest burden, completely ignoring the way the Wei woman’s cold gaze grew increasingly complicated. From then on, she had secured herself a long-term meal ticket: for eighty years, she could lie flat as a useless emperor, never lacking food or drink, enjoying safety under the close protection of another.

Until her wedding night, when she discovered that the woman she had married was none other than Wei Ying herself.

Wei Ying—the very same iron-blooded general who could kill without batting an eye, who had guarded Shanhaiguan, developed the Far East, and shattered the Donghu tribes.

Tian Tangjing: Is it still too late to pack up and run?

At that moment, Wei Ying pressed close with forceful intent:

“Your Majesty kissed this minister’s daughter. Surely you mean to take lifelong responsibility?”

Tian Tangjing shrank her neck: Weakly asks—if I refuse?

Wei Ying sneered:

“Then your bones will be ground to dust—and scattered together with mine.”

Tian Tangjing: !!!

But who could have expected that their days together would grow more and more flavorful, surprisingly harmonious—if a little too intense.

The very protagonists who were supposed to seize the world ended up turned by her wife into her own right-hand men. They abandoned the struggle for the throne, competing instead to help her govern the realm.

Years later, Tian Tangjing stood atop the Star-Picking Tower, overlooking the vast empire, unable to resist sighing:

“When it comes to the strongest person at living off their partner, none can compare to me.”

“Your Majesty, still want some peaches?” Wei Ying reclined lazily on the beauty’s couch, gazing at her.

Tian Tangjing: “Mash it into peach pulp for me. I only love the soft kind!”

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Ordinary useless emperor × Earth-shaking goddess-general

Theme: Blooming and bearing fruit even in adversity.