My soul soared into the void, entering the vast world of the Investiture of the Gods. Eight hundred lords vied for the universe, and those destined for the Investiture of the Gods were among them; my name is Song Feng, my father is an extraordinary man; my uncle is Jiang Shang, courtesy name Ziya, also known as Flying Bear; wielding a golden whip, I control the Investiture of the Gods, and though the stars of the heavens are numerous and the gods and men are countless, I too will not lose my divine position.

Yun Zheng opened a door, and there was no turning back. That's life; once the arrow is released, there's no going back. Trying to turn back is futile. This is a novel about the way of a teacher, about survival wisdom, human warmth, brotherhood, and the virtues of gentleness and humility. It contains the most beautiful love and the deepest brotherhood… Perhaps I want to slowly unfold the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" scroll, giving you a different Song Dynasty, a different view of human life…

Dreaming of returning to Chang'an, the Xuanwu Gate was stained with blood, and the depths of the Taiji Palace were filled with endless sorrow. The resounding words "The people are the water, the ruler is the boat" still echoed across the land of Chang'an, but the iron hooves of foreign tribes once again trampled through the Jade Gate Pass. How can this hatred be satisfied?

What kind of fury must Li Shimin, lying in his tomb, have uttered upon witnessing the suffering of his people? He pounded on the railings, only to see the land sinking into ruin!

My heart was filled with frustration, and I wished I could cross the river of history, pluck stars from the sky, grasp the sun and moon, and turn the world upside down.

So be it. I hear ghostly cries and the autumn rain pattering outside the window. I'll cut a worn-out pen and continue the story of the glorious Tang Dynasty, removing the dark parts. My Tang Dynasty has no sorrow, only the heroic spirit of war, emperors with the ambition to swallow the sun and moon, fierce generals who have fought countless battles, scholars in high hats and wide belts, gentle and virtuous empresses, loving fathers and filial sons, and a prosperous era that continues. This is my Tang Dynasty, my "Tang Brick".

...

Outside Haozhou City at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang found a boy, who became the Hongwu Emperor's right-hand man. He fought against the Yuan army, crossed the Yangtze River, defeated Chen Youliang, and conquered Zhang Shicheng. He founded the Ming Dynasty and restored the Yan and Yun regions.

I am everywhere.

From then on, the Hongwu Emperor established the Ming Dynasty without any regrets. The foundation of the Ming Dynasty was as solid as a rock.

Regarding the matter concerning Xiao Mingwang, we need to adopt a four-stage tactic.

First, we declared that nothing had happened.

Secondly, we say that something might have happened, but we don't need to do anything about it.

Again, we said perhaps we should do something, but unfortunately there was nothing we could do.

Finally, we regret that Xiao Mingwang sacrificed his life for his country. If only he had done something back then.

...

Someone asked: As the most trusted minister of the founding emperor, how did you easily avoid the storms and enjoy your old age?

Zhang Ximeng humbly replied, "I am but a lowly public instrument of the Ming Dynasty, used to hold the fruits of Emperor Taizu's careful consideration!"

A space colony ship crashed on Terra. I slept for ten thousand years, and when I woke up... What? Earth is destroyed? What? The native human race of Terra is destroyed? What? There are sea monsters in the sea? What? There are warp demons in the Arctic? What? There's Originium in the air? What? There's a fluid barrier in the sky? What kind of ultimate cesspool is Terra? Doctor, can you explain this to me? Otherwise, I'll just wipe the whole of Terra out of control!

37 years old, laid off.

I can only write small programs at home to earn living expenses.

I can’t even afford cat food.

Late one night, I suddenly received a message from my ex-wife:

"I'm dying."

I was shocked: "What's going on? Where are you?"

Her reply made me even more shocked:

"I'm in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty, come quickly."

Datang Changan is a high-end theme park opened by the wealthy Zheng Qianji.

It is a one-to-one replica of Chang'an City during the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

A large number of robot NPCs are also used.

As long as you have money, you can act as a swordsman and assassinate the emperor.

You can also go wild in Pingkangfang.

Why is the ex-wife going?

What dangers did you encounter again?

But then, no matter what message I sent, she didn't reply.

I booked a ticket and boarded the plane, and then came to Chang'an, Tang Dynasty.

All the tourists around me were in high spirits.

I was the only one preoccupied.

Fear follows.

Wearing AR glasses, you can see your ex-wife.

She blamed me for why I didn’t go to the “ghost market” to find her?

You can ask everyone——

There was no "ghost market" in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty.

Others were watching Tang Minghuang and Yang Guifei in Xingqing Palace Square.

But I was dragged out of the city gate by a mechanical hound.

A robot warrior nearly buried me alive.

I saw with my own eyes that the boss who laid me off was killed by a robot.

In the blink of an eye, he was alive again in another place.

Everyone in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty was drunk and dreaming.

It's just me, struggling to survive.

When I finally found my ex-wife, the crisis completely broke out:

The robot blocked all exits for communication with the outside world in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty.

Raising the butcher knife towards human tourists...

“Corpse Processing” is over, but the lord has a lot to write, so this is it.

A person is a mage.

Three people are a team.

A group of people is a territory.

A group of people is the rise of an era.

I, Karen Heise, want to lead an era. If you think you are young and self-motivated enough, send your resume here.

My address: Gold Flash Town, the center of the world.

Qin Mu was reborn in the world of Journey to the West. It happened that Sun Wukong went out to sea and went to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain to seek immortals. There was no one to lead the huge Huaguo Mountain, so he asked him to take care of it. Awakening the storyteller system. He simply took out the novels he had read in his previous life. The demon monkeys in Huaguo Mountain were fascinated by it, and even the six great saints and seventy-two cave demon kings around were attracted. Seven years later. When Sun Wukong returned from practicing in Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, he was directly stunned. Bull Demon King: "There is no god under the sky, I am a saint in the nine clouds!" Peng Demon King: "The top of the immortal, proud of the world, there is the sky with me Tianpeng." Lion Camel King: "Who is the peak at the end of the demon road, it's all empty when you see the lion king!" Even a water lily in the water curtain cave bloomed with golden light, "If I am the Green Emperor in the future, there will be a lotus in the eternal sky!" The demon monkeys with amazing breath shouted to counterattack the heaven! The whole Huaguo Mountain was completely messed up. Sun Wukong: "I just asked you to look after the Flower-Fruit Mountain, but how come you are all more powerful than me?"

[No clichés, no sleazy writing, no harem, full of attitude] This story takes place after the events of "Through the Vastness." As Earth enters an irreversible warming phase, becoming uninhabitable, humanity launches the "Dandelion Project," which digitizes all of human civilization, compressing, encoding, and modulating it into radio signals, broadcasting them into the depths of space. Hoping to encounter a technologically advanced civilization, they would demodulate, decode, and decompress the received signal, then transfer the information to a new medium, thus continuing human civilization—even a fragment of it. Unknown how long ago, at the edge of the universe, a fragmented civilization and a fragmented people yearn for wholeness. A young man can rescue a dejected man from jumping into a river due to layoffs, stop a heartbroken woman from hanging herself, persuade an elderly man abandoned by his children from taking that final leap, and even help a child lost in a chaotic street find their parents, yet they know nothing of their own origins. He wants to search, they all want to search, searching in the vast void of the universe. Where have past civilizations, past loved ones, gone? How can they find them? What dangers will they encounter? What whirlpools will they be drawn into?

When the copper coins in the Suitu game can be cashed out, the monthly card party players who started at 128 will rest and realize the dreams of many civilian players.

“Charge 10 648 first”

"The upper limit is 300 draws"

Zongheng leads the way, starting from the S1 season.