Take a bowl, fill it with soil, count one, two, three, four, five. Plant a toad and it becomes a train, plant a soybean and it becomes a tiger. Cultivate a skillful craft, enjoy a lifetime of happiness without suffering. There are 360 ​​paths in life, but who rules each road? That carpenter is skilled, his ink lines divide yin and yang with a flick of his finger, his mortise and tenon joints subdue the eight directions. This blacksmith is capable, his furnace roars with iron fire, his hammer strikes a thousand times, splitting dawn and dusk. There's also a tailor with great ambition, his every thread shaping the world, his needle determining yin and yang. And then there's the cook with a ruthless heart, his iron stove burning like hell, his blade wielding wind and thunder, his bones as fuel. In Wansheng Prefecture, a thousand people, a thousand faces, ten thousand lives, ten thousand changes. Zhang Laifu stands in the sea of ​​people, laughing triumphantly, "Come on, follow me and enjoy happiness!"

Star Force is not only a mecha engine that can rewrite the laws of physics, but also a law machine that can distort reality and fantasy.

"The Princess of the Moon Face? Me?"

After Toyokawa Kiyoshi disappeared, Toyokawa Shoko was a little confused as she looked at the huge sky platform under her feet where she was taken by a group of people.

At first, I thought they were kidnapping me and demanding a ransom from the Toyokawa family. Just as I was about to explain that I had been kicked out of the Toyokawa family and was no longer worth anything, and was praying for them to let me go, a group of people asked me to lead them to recover the Moon's Face.

"Fuck you! Tianchen! You claim to be the queen, but you're just going to throw your king into the most dangerous place to fight monsters!"

"Your Majesty, let me explain. There is a reason for this."

"What explanation do you have? Go to my chambers and explain! I hope I can be as tough as you are!"

"Yeloli Fairy Dream Fanfiction"

Ling Junyan, the god of destiny in Ye Luoli Wonderland, the master of destiny, has awakened

However, he lost his memory and was very broken.

Fortunately, there is a system that gives out small rewards

"Chaos Black", "Devil God Appears: Devil's Essence"

"Douluo, Eye-Slaying Pass"...

Using evil bones as fuel, he devours immortals to prove his truth!

The good-for-nothing Chu Chen, who had his heart ripped out by his family as a sacrifice, awakened the ancient evil master's corpse.

"Exchange a hundred years of your life for three days of Soul Devouring Secret Technique!"

At the bottom of the Demon Burial Abyss, he devoured the death energy and practiced evil skills. He tore the disciples of the immortal sect to pieces with his bare hands and even detonated his golden elixir to break through the encirclement!

The price he paid was that the demon bone on his left arm devoured his master, the devilish pattern on his right palm spread, and the pseudo-pill in his dantian cracked like a spider web.

Xuantian Pavilion's wanted order shook the Nine Provinces: "The demon fetus has appeared, devouring the soul and seizing the Tao!"

In the Black Skull House, the poison doctor Su Mei's Gu Dan locked his lifeblood;

In the hellish realm, the demon clan saint Yun Zhao's blood contract contains a deadly slave seal;

And the evil nine-toothed skull pupils in his body were lighting up one by one as he killed...

When the truth of the immortal world's soul-sucking formation is revealed,

Chu Chen carried the Sky Burial Coffin and crushed the Immortal Gate:

"You have been absorbing the spiritual energy of the human world for thousands of years, and today—"

"It's time to be devoured by the immortal!"

Daily routine + no system + Alola region

Born in Alola, her traveling Pokémon is Kingler. She's a common Pokémon that can be very strong, and she's striving to become a Water-type Pokémon Master.

Narrator: And there's also an unreliable mom (눈_눈)

Author: You're everywhere, aren't you?

Narrator: I'm leaving right away (>﹏<)

[No heroine][Undead][Power][Struggle][Funny] [Farming style][Possibly with group portraits, but unlikely with group portraits]

As soon as the Skeleton King entered the tavern, he attracted everyone's attention.

Someone shouted: "Yohoo! Your Majesty, where did you get rich?"

The Skeleton King did not answer, but just gently put his hat down, took out three copper coins, and said: "Old rules, waiter, two...Pah, 0.2 taels of dark elements..."

When everyone heard this, they felt even poorer, so they laughed and said: "I heard that Your Majesty wants to challenge the Church! Is this true or false?"

The Skeleton King opened his eyes wide: "Can our undead affairs be called fighting? We ask the older generation to educate the young people who have only been in the country for a few hundred years!" Then there were difficult to understand words, such as "bullying the weak with the big" and "respecting the old and loving the young", which made everyone laugh.

The Skeleton King knew he couldn't win the argument, so he took his 0.2 tael of wine and started muttering in a low voice: "This is outrageous! How can citizens mock their king? This is outrageous..." After hearing this, everyone laughed, and the air in the hotel was suddenly filled with joy again.

★★★Book Summary★★★ A self-initiated, multi-body survival game simulation. In her previous life, Lian Xin participated in a live-action 3D survival game called "Wilderness Survival," but was tormented by the loss of humanity within it, unable to live a normal life. She committed suicide and transmigrated into the body of a person named Li Ming. When Li Ming (Lian Xin) sees her two-year-old self again, it feels like a century has passed, but this doesn't stop her from overcoming obstacles to protect Lian Xin. The novel's background is a group of people in a villa who begin a survival game, entering different wilderness scenarios from game pods. The struggle for food and survival will unfold within these environments. A villa, a place where different minds reside.

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At the end of science, humanity has reshaped the mysticism of ancient times with technology. Qigong practitioners and swordsmen of this new world roam cities and ruins, perpetuating endless wars with artificial flying swords and nuclear fusion elixirs.

[I, Song Wen, a five-time League of Legends champion, was lifting my fifth trophy when I saw the words "You were killed by a dump truck" on the big screen.] "So you mean I'm a character in a book? The LPL in the real world gets crushed by the Koreans every day, and I'm just a product of your imagination?" "It's okay, I'm the chosen one. Since I'm here, I'm the champion! Uzi and Faker are nothing!" "Damn it, a mere Silver player trying to hinder my progress? Bring on another billion rounds!" [I, Wang Ke, a struggling novelist. Just as I was about to run away after another poorly written novel, the protagonist jumped out of the book.] "Dude, you finally transmigrated, why do you have to play games?" "Have you ever played professionally? Don't talk nonsense, don't just assume things." "Okay, since you insist on playing professionally, then..."

In the late autumn of 1900, the British writer Oscar Wilde passed away at the Hôtel d'Alsace in Paris. His close friend, Robert, handed the manuscript of his novel, The Picture of Dorian Gray, to a mysterious gentleman. Over a century later, a Chevrolet Impala galloped across the ancient lands of North America. A young man from London gazed up at the stars and began a long, endless hunt. Vampires, werewolves, alchemists, wizards—countless aliens and fallen creatures knelt before the black figure. Another late night, silver swords clashed with fangs, sparks flying. "Hello, my name is Dorian L. Gray, a hunter in the employ of the Conspirators." The young man smiled gleefully, decapitating the ugly head—and pulling out the arm that had pierced his heart. "As you can see, the only thing I have in common with my ancestors is this—we,...