Natsukawa accidentally travels to a utopian futuristic world, however, hidden secrets lie beneath the seemingly calm waters. At the same time, the power of the world of Kamen Rider quietly appeared, and since then, the story journey of Kamen Rider belonging to Natsukawa has officially begun! ……………… However, looking at the giant standing on the earth in front of him, Xia Chuan felt that something was wrong in his heart, how could there be Ultraman in the world of Kamen Rider?

Ming Fei said: It’s good to dress up as a pea shooter. It’s green, healthy and environmentally friendly. You can bring your own pea shooter with you. The branches and leaves are delicate and easy to knock over. …………Bah! As above, this is a joyful story about a sad young man who travels through time and becomes a pea shooter.

When the false becomes true, the true is also false, and there is something inaction and nothingness.

A false earth god: I want to reincarnate!

A real earth god: After I kill you, I will create a great Feng Shui formation for you and make a beautiful grave bag for you.

A false earth god: a man of great virtue.

A real God of the Earth: This thing is good, bring it to you. The treasures of nature, materials and earth will be inhabited by the virtuous.

False Earth God: Honest and honest.

The real God of Earth: Everything on the earth is my eyes and ears, I will just watch you pretend! I, who should cooperate with your performance, turned a blind eye!

Does the earth god have to be on earth? It’s not too much for me to take on another life and be a heavenly official, right?

Zhou Tian longs for death, because every death makes him stronger! This is the story of a mortal who cannot practice cultivation, but with the help of the powerful skills of the Undead System, he stirs up trouble in another world! The gun needs to be cleaned when it is dirty, my cheat is called Immortality!

"I thought of a question."

"?"

"Most weirdos are afraid of sunlight, which is produced by the sun through the nuclear fusion of hydrogen inside."

"??"

"The sun is a nuclear fusion. Aren't hydrogen bombs also a nuclear fusion? If I detonate a hydrogen bomb, will the light radiation produced also have the effect of eliminating weird things?"

"???"

It’s just a story about a Chinese student who was able to easily and happily exorcise spirits in Tokyo.

This book contains a lot of phobias about lack of firepower, cross-server chatting, enlightenment, strange brain circuits, and reverse brainstorming. Please read with caution.

The sleepless nights engulfed darkness. I ran through the darkness, bloodthirsty monsters howling behind me. Through the thick fog, I seemed to see a faint light. It was a strange power! I had no choice but to throw myself into its arms. With it, perhaps I could survive. Beneath the shroud of fog, a combination of steampunk, witchcraft, and Cthulhu brought about the ultimate midnight revelry. I walked on the edge of darkness, between light and shadow. Nothing could control me, only shadows, everywhere... PS: This is a third-person perspective, and the protagonist is rational and cold.

Samsara Paradise answered the call, and Gao Fei became the hunter of Samsara Paradise. He entered the continent of Arad and became a gunner, and learned the mechanics of the Star Sea. How far is the future of heavy firearms?

Knowledge is power, but the tuition is a bit expensive...

A group of people suddenly appeared on the battlefield, including a strong man wearing high-tech armor and holding a rocket sledgehammer, some naturally stupid women holding sickles, a handsome young man riding a white tiger holding a silver spear, and carrying two ninja swords on his back. A ninja with a sword hanging on his side...

There is also a madman carrying a heavy firearm - Black Eyes!

Everyone's eyes were filled with fear, and they turned around and ran away.

"The Bandits!"

"They are robbers, run!"

The shell exploded, and everyone stopped and turned around.

Gao Fei said calmly: "I have a deal to discuss with everyone..."

How many outrageous things have the mercenaries, bandit adventure groups, and the largest arms dealers in Samsara Paradise done here?

“It’s fast, it’s fast, I’ll be able to cultivate immortals right away!”

After successfully traversing, it is still the physical world. Desperate Lin Wen found an opportunity to be reincarnated and cultivated in the desperate situation.

In order to be perfectly reincarnated as an immortal, he was forced to accumulate good karma in the mortal world.

But his Dao heart has never been dusty. He walked straight with his sword and swept away evil spirits. He tore open the shackles and pushed them to the mountains.

No one understood him, but he never needed to.

“A fool.” Someone scorned.

“A saint.” Someone praised.

Lin Wen didn’t care, he stood on a towering high-rise building and looked at the world.

Poetry as proof:

My Dao has never been right or wrong, and everything in the world is ashes.

In a cup of turbid wine in the spring breeze, who knows the power of the universe and Taiji.

"Congratulations, host. Because you've rejected the system's mission, you'll be randomly matched with a destined partner to assist you." Somewhere in the remote mountains and waters, a white tiger spirit, after cultivating for a thousand years, was chased by a rolling thunderbolt and forced to flee. Damn it, whether or not Tang Sanzang goes to the West to obtain the scriptures is none of my business! Guanyin: "Xuanzang, go and obtain the scriptures, and stop making trouble." "Okay, no problem, it's completely fine." Several days passed, and Tang Sanzang still hadn't made a move. Mu Cha: "Oh no, Avalokitesvara, Tang Sanzang has sprained his ankle and can't go on the road." Avalokitesvara: "Calm down, let Wukong and the others tie him up and take him on the road. I don't believe that monkey can't subdue him!" On the Five Elements Mountain, Sun Wukong, holding a dogtail grass in his mouth, said with a look of despair: "Why hasn't the master come yet? Did he get lost?" In Gaojiazhuang, Zhu Bajie looked warily at the sturdy monk carrying a white horse. The monk smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, I'm just a knight passing by." In the Quicksand River, Sha Wujing jumped out of the water with a ferocious look, but saw a muscular gray-robed monk throwing the white horse directly across the river. Frightened, he quickly dived back into the river. "We agreed to fetch the scriptures to the West and give them to the disciple. What's the point of fetching the scriptures without a disciple? I'm tired and I'm going on strike! Otherwise, Buddha, can you express the scriptures to me?" Tathagata: "..."