In a world called "Celos", countries fight each other for their own interests, and races are constantly in dispute for survival.
After endless wars and annexations, the dawn of peace seems to have lit up on the continent.
But who would have thought that a terrible undercurrent was surging wildly across the continent, vowing to drag Celos back into the flames of war.
Against this backdrop, the story takes place in the eastern part of the Agu continent, in a kingdom called Saran, and the life of an unknown little man.
After transmigrating into a minor German noble, he embarks on a glorious journey of ambition and struggle amid the French Revolution and the era of the Directory.
The great and glorious Lord Andrew set foot in his faithful Paris in the year 1794.
Ying Xuan traveled to the Qin Dynasty, obtained the Heavenly Emperor System, became the Emperor of the Qin Dynasty, and started his hegemony of the Qin
Dynasty. The Emperor of Qin's Heavenly Power suppressed the world.
Wherever the sun and the moon shine, wherever the Heavenly Power reaches, the mountains and rivers and the world are all Qin territory.
The sharp soldiers of the Qin Dynasty are invincible.
Wherever the army points, all countries in the world are terrified, and no one can stop them.
Ying Xuan reigns over the world.
I am the Emperor of Qin, the greatest emperor of all time!
"A highly intelligent drug dealer, exiled by a time machine to the late Qing Dynasty and named 'Downing Windsor,' embarks on a journey from China to London and then to the world. This book narrates his rise and adventures across continents.
'Build a dream of marble, white jade, bronze, and porcelain, with cedar for beams, draped in satin and adorned with jewels… Raise a temple here, a harem there, place idols, mythical beasts, embellished with glaze, gold, and powder. Let the architect-poet construct a vision of a thousand and one nights—one thousand and one dreams. Add gardens, pools, fountains… Imagine a human dreamland, its appearance like a palace, like a temple…'
The French literary master Victor Hugo described this earthly paradise as the Garden of Perfect Fortune—known as the Old Summer Palace.
'If a man is tired of London, he must be tired of life,' said Samuel Johnson."
On the eve of Zhu Yunwen being named the crown prince, the true eldest grandson of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Xiongying, came out of his tomb!
Zhu Yuanzhang: Good, good, our eldest grandson is back.
Minister: He appeared again after being dead for ten years? A ghost...
Zhu Yuanzhang: How dare you say that my eldest grandson is a ghost? I let you be a ghost, but my eldest grandson is clearly an immortal.
Military Merit: The emperor's eldest grandson is extremely capable, and he is suffocating us!
Zhu Yuanzhang: You should be thankful that our eldest grandson has returned, otherwise how could we let you breathe?
Civil servant: The emperor's eldest grandson's ability to govern the country and ensure the people's safety makes us ashamed!
Zhu Yuanzhang: All of you are not as good as my eldest grandson. Reduce your salaries. The Ming Dynasty does not support idle officials!
Zhu Di: The emperor's eldest grandson is brave and good at fighting, and he is a master in command of troops. I was still guarding the north, and he went to the west.
Zhu Yuanzhang: Fourth brother, you should be a good general in conquering the north. You are far inferior to our eldest grandson!
Zhu Yunwen: Grandfather Emperor, you mentioned before that you would make me the Crown Prince...
Zhu Yuanzhang: Yes, that's right. The crown prince must be enthroned as soon as possible. But what does it have to do with you? We must enthronize our eldest grandson, Zhu Xiongying!
Zhu Xiongying: "I've already said that when working, we should refer to our positions. Your Majesty, please call me Grandson!"
The fjord lay still, its surface undisturbed, reflecting the leaden gray storm clouds overhead. Flocks of ravens circled and swooped, heralding the arrival of an icy northern wind. This was the first sight the protagonist beheld after traversing time to ninth-century Scandinavia. He found himself an ordinary self-sustaining farmer, possessing nothing more than a barren, desolate wheat field. For centuries, the glory of the Roman Empire had crumbled into dust, and the world lay fractured. Kings warred incessantly, and in this turbulent, grim medieval era, his foremost task was survival—then, to find a way to end the chaos.
(No system, pure pirate flavor)
My name is Michael, and I was reincarnated into the world of One Piece.
He ate the Human-Human Fruit, the Mythical Beast, and the Seraph Form, and became a marine.
I thought I could survive till the end...
But unfortunately, it is impossible for me to be a dog for the Celestial Dragons in this life.
At this point, if you don't want to accept your fate, the only option is to rebel.
But when it comes to rebellion, of course it would be more exciting only if the whole world is involved.
"Monkey D. Dragon, the Self-Defense Army has no future. Change the name to the Revolutionary Army and join me!"
"Kozuki Oden, do the chicken feather dance, backstab Kaido and then come with me."
"Pluto Rayleigh? I have a project called Cross Guild. Are you interested?"
"Well, Whitebeard, Charlotte Linlin... How can being a pirate be as exciting as being a king?"
"Fish-Man Island? I'm protecting Fish-Man Island! I'll fight anyone who touches my special economic zone!"
……
Michael:
"You know what, Celestial Dragons? We are going to start a super-cool rebellion. All the big names will participate. Do you know who the target is?"
"It's you~"
Warhammer 40K | No Female Lead | No Melodrama | Steady Plot Progression
An art student accidentally transmigrates into the grimdark universe of Warhammer 40K and stumbles upon a shard of the Void Dragon—becoming a hybrid of Star God and human. With the power of a C’tan at his disposal, this unlikely protagonist resolves to lead humanity’s resurgence and claim dominion over the galaxy.
Chen Sansi traveled back to the chaotic end of a dynasty, thankfully with the hardworking system by his side.
He originally wanted to hunt to earn money and someday go to the Martial Arts Hall to learn some basic fist and foot techniques, aspiring just to be an ordinary rich man.
Yet, fate had other plans. With officials imposing heavy taxes and the Martial Arts Hall bullying the citizens, he had no choice but to enlist in the army to survive, becoming an archer.
From "archery (entry-level)," he worked tirelessly up to "operating a ten thousand weight bow, where arrows cannot be dodged," taking the heads of enemy generals from a hundred miles away!
From "basic soldier's spear technique," he worked tirelessly up to "National Guardian Dragon Spear, growing more valiant with each battle," standing firm with a spear on horseback, alone turning back the Enemy Army of a million!
Years later, Chen Sansi, having campaigned in the south and battled in the north, was truly invincible under the heavens, commanding two hundred thousand of the Iron Cavalry.
Watching his subordinates forcibly ascend him to the throne and become emperor, he felt quite helpless: 'You... you have really caused me trouble!'
Return to 1908 only to build a great empire across Europe and Asia
You might call it delusional, but I call it steel ambition!