Who said that only the game world can affect the real world?

The real world can also affect the game world. The first thing Lin Chuan has to do when he is reborn and returns to the origin is to find a way to enter the game and become an NPC.

Who said that botanists have no attack power? Watch my trumpet bud seeds kill everywhere!

Who said that a botanist is useless, and no one wants a copy? I am proficient in killing enemies, trapping enemies, and treating them.

Lin Mo, with the memory of the 190th-level Magister, returned to the time when the game just started the open beta twelve years ago.

This time, I vowed to regain everything I lost.

The splendor and magnificence of spells, the power and mystery of attendants, boss-level pets, and loyal and reliable allies.

Now, I hold it tightly in my hands.

[Warhammer 30,000 + Primarch + Minecraft mod + Multiverse + Fantasy Tokusatsu (Super Sentai + Kamen Rider + Ultraman + Armor Hero) + Gundam + No conspiracy theories (only the Chaos God is the bad guy)]

My name is Ying Tianyi, a naturally transmigrated being. Ever since I woke up in my rented room to find myself in the Middle Ages, I've been bound to Minecraft. Through my relentless efforts—farming, building armies, expanding my territory, and gaining experience points through all sorts of bizarre methods to unlock mods—I finally made this damned Middle Ages bright and prosperous, evolving into the interstellar age. When establishing my nation, I jokingly named it the Galactic Human Federation. But can anyone tell me? What is this strange capsule? And what the hell is this demon? And this big yellow guy? You call yourself my father and the Emperor? And I'm the Second Primarch? Are you kidding me?

………

My name is Emperor, the Supreme Ruler of Humanity. Due to the machinations of those damned Chaos Gods, my 20 genetic offspring were scattered across the galaxy. Fortunately, my powerful psychic abilities allowed me to successfully retrieve the Sixteenth Primarch, Horus, and the Sixth Primarch, Leman Russ. Through my relentless efforts, I finally located the Second Primarch. But can anyone tell me why my sons' faction seems to have more advanced technology than mine?

The good news is he agreed to go on the expedition with me. But isn't this guy a bit of a womanizer? Whatever. Those other guys don't seem to be dating anyone anyway. I can use this guy as an excuse to pressure him into marriage.

Brothers: Father, don't come any closer!

Gunfights every day, free America!

When the police lights are on, take it easy, one star, two stars, three stars, four stars, five stars, six stars, seven stars, eight stars... Let's rush to the final freedom together!

...

Eric raised the Glock 17 and pressed it hard against the suspect's forehead, which was sweating coldly, and said in a deep voice:

"Who said that I, Eric, can't convince people with virtue! You dare to say another word to Fake?"

Billions of years later, humanity experienced a technological explosion, inventing a miraculous real-world game editor. This editor could create realistic, material game worlds, allowing players to experience vibrant and diverse environments as if traveling through time. Players could bring real-world items into the game world and also bring various magical items or abilities from the game into reality. But what would happen if this amazing real-world game editor were accidentally obtained by a modern person billions of years in the future? [This story takes place on a parallel Earth. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.]

The Master of Prometheus, the Heir of Light, the Designated Bartender of Eden, the Holy Pope of the Church of Ely, the Loyal and Courageous Gemini... These titles all belong to Gwyn. However, this is of no use to Gwyn, who is facing a crisis that is more terrible than the end of the world... Bianca: The weather is so nice, let's go train... let's... Zzz... Rita: Sir, your tea is ready - don't worry, it's not for Lady Yulandel... Kiana: Gwyn, Gwyn, let's go on a trip to the moon! Eden: Do you want to sing a song, my friend? Alicia: If you use my genes, you are mine, my dear☆~ Raiden Mei: Obviously... obviously I was here first... Please, the other me! Otto: My old friend, shall we take a bath together? ... Wait, what's the matter with the last one? PS: The above is the final goal. The first and middle limits are due to the fact that my writing may not be so coquettish, so I prefer to be serious.

The White Bone Demon opened her eyes to find herself in the interstellar era, so poor she was practically starving. Ji Xuanxuan felt immense pressure. To support herself and her adopted loyal dog, the Queen had no choice but to embark on a path of pretentious bravado. Ji Xuanxuan: Life is a continuous journey of pretentious bravado! Loyal Dog: Long live Master!

The story takes place in the 42k era, after the fall of Cartier and Guilliman's awakening. The protagonist's stats aren't high, but his abilities are conceptually advanced. He starts by healing the sick and saving lives at the bottom of the hive, then becomes a space firefighter. He's either in a chaotic melee or on his way to one. The quack doctor will use his miraculous healing skills to protect the Emperor's loyal subjects. If life is the Emperor's currency, then Ivers is the one who mints that currency.

Saving people is awesome! Fighting is awesome!

Bring salvation and loyalty to a distant and dark future!

[Infinite Horror Fanfiction] Restoring the glory of the Immortal Path is our duty! The North Pole Xuanming Immortal Venerable encounters a calamity and finds himself transported back to the time when he first entered the divine realm. His mana, magical powers, spirit, magical weapons, and artifacts have all vanished. He possesses only a single heart of the Dao and a command of the plot! With the ultimate skill, he will control the samsara realm! ...Captain, Captain, besides Leng Feng, what other characters do you recommend for creating a human? Ishihara Satomi, Aragaki Yui, Black Widow—remember to max out their attributes! How should new recruits to the Zhongzhou team strengthen their stats? Hey, all they need are their hands! Corpse Refining Technique + Fresh Astartes Corpses = Space Marine Zombie Legions. Bodhi Seeds + NZT-48 + CPH4 = Quantum Enlightenment. Technological Blueprints + Weyland Corporation = Antimatter Missiles, Infrasonic Hydrogen Bombs, Nano Blades... Neutron Battle Stars! ...Announcement: 1. Newcomers, if your goal is simply to win...