【Fan fiction + slight magic modification + system + imagination + reversal】

At the foot of Mount Longhu, a rag stall was erected.

Grandmaster Quan Xing squatted on the bluestone slab and picked up the yellow paper: "Little Taoist priest, give me ten sheets of this photocopied talisman paper!"

The second-in-command of the Tianxiahui held a green bean in his hand and glared, "Heavenly Eye Green Beans? I want a hundred of them, money is not a problem!"

Zhang Xuanyi was flipping through the account book with a dogtail grass in his mouth. There was a pile of unopened Fist Soul Candies at his feet - the third wave of aliens lined up for his shabby stall today.

"System prompt: Today's sales have reached the target, unlocking the reverse destiny-changing compass."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so anxious!"

He waved at the crowd, "Scan the code to register first. As usual for credit purchases—use your most valuable treasure as collateral!"

When the strange people of the Gaowu era vie to become returning customers, this shabby stall at the foot of Longhu Mountain is about to be turned upside down!

Traveling to the world of the Lord of Mysteries, "Night Watch" Kornli White, under the arrangement of the Night Goddess, Kornli takes the potion of "The Stealer" and becomes an extraordinary person. At this time, Zhou Mingrui had just traveled through time to become Klein Moretti. The conspiracy and layout hidden deep in the city of Tingen slowly unfolded around the two people. Kornley, who knew his mission well, followed in Kline's footsteps and followed him from Tingen to Backlund, step by step into this huge world, the misty sea, the Rosed Islands, the abandoned land of gods, and crushed them. While each conspiracy grew up step by step, the two friends designed to seize Amon's throne and finally stood on the stars. Kornley stood inside the Source Fort, his right hand stretched out, turning slowly counterclockwise, and interlocking large and small gears appeared in his left eye, as in...

A savior who can't act is not a good superhuman. Can I be called a drama tyrant if I bring money to the group to modify the script? That's fatherly love~

Sheng Yixia, who refused to follow the unspoken rules and could not survive in the entertainment industry, was about to be forced to go home to inherit billions of assets. After breaking up with his girlfriend, he awakened the "after the filming, draw the character superpower card" system, and from then on, he killed through the entertainment industry, subverted the superpower world, supported the world, and protected peace.

The void gods, extraterritorial demons, and star spirit masters trembled: Sheng Yixia, don't come over, can't we just leave?

After obtaining a complete role card, you need to role-play in reality to reach the extreme.

Role card 1: [Magician]: Every battle is a gorgeous and grand magic show, and I will turn the tide.

Role card 2: [Soul Singer]: I use my singing to redeem the world, comfort the people, and break the demon god.

Role Card 3: [Mechanical Mentor]: Flesh and blood are weak, but machines ascend. Join my religion and you will enjoy eternal life.

Role Card 4...

(The above role cards do not represent the order in which they are obtained in the novel)

In his final year of high school, Lin Mo suddenly begins receiving real-time updates on beautiful girls.

At first, he thought this was his golden cheat code to a perfect life—but the information he receives turns out to be... oddly niche.

——

The foul-mouthed childhood friend from his foster family?

She’s secretly obsessed with him in a disturbingly twisted way...

The cold and aloof girl from his childhood?

Turns out she’s a hardcore chuunibyou—so deep into her delusions she’s lost all grip on reality,

but still refuses to leave him alone in this mundane world...

The seemingly perfect white moonlight of his dreams?

She’s chasing twisted thrills of youth, and plans to drag him into a reckless, dangerous game...

The gentle, soft-spoken neighbor girl?

She's on the verge of mental collapse at all times,

yet still greets him with the warmest smile...

After all the chaos and heartache—

On graduation day, the girls stand beneath the cherry blossoms.

Their pure white uniforms flutter, dark ponytails dancing in the breeze.

They smile at him—

a breathtaking, unforgettable scene.

[Zombies + Natural Disasters + Stockpiling + Ancient Handcrafting + Infrastructure + CP Double Clean 1V1]

"Congratulations on getting your chance to 'do it again.'"

Song Jinhe's "restart" is to come to a world full of zombie mutations, storms, extreme cold, high temperatures, haze... and buffs.

Although he has the space, he is just a cannon fodder with explosive equipment.

Song Jinhe said: It's impossible, absolutely impossible, she wants to make a fortune by buying for free

[The parallel world in this article, all regions and cities are fictional. ]

Jack Brown wakes up to find himself reborn in 1991 America as a penniless street urchin. Amidst the nationwide celebrations of the Soviet Union's collapse, he struggles to find his next loaf of bread.

[Ding! The "Historical Investment System" has been activated!]

Looking at the future news headlines that only he could see, Jack smiled.

While the elites were indulging in the fantasy of "the end of history," Jack had already bet his entire fortune on "the Gulf War ending in a month," earning his first pot of gold.

While Silicon Valley geeks were bewildered in their garages, Jack had already made billions from the "dot-com bubble" and cashed out three days early, leaving Wall Street in a mess.

The day before 9/11, he made an anonymous phone call that saved an airline from disaster, making him a "mystery hero" for the FBI; he shorted airline stocks in advance and then bought them up like crazy after the disaster.

From Hollywood to Wall Street, from the White House to the Pentagon, everyone thought Jack Brown was just an ordinary person with incredible luck. They looked down on him, mocked him, and took advantage of him, but in the end, they were all horrified to discover that they had unknowingly been living under the rules he had set.

When he turned around at the end of the smoke in Iraq in 2019, behind him lay the entire thirty-year history of the United States that he had manipulated and controlled.

The ancient dragon soul roars in the blood, this is the sacred hymn of the dragon clan!

The moment the pure white dragon hatched from its shell at the foot of Mount Targon and opened its eyes, its fate was already intertwined with the bloody storm of Runeland!

Human city-states regard you as a "walking dragon crystal mine"

The Darkin covet the blood of the ancient dragon boiling in your body

In the cracks of the void lurks a gaze that devours everything...

From the first bite, the rune-tempered body

To burn the armor of the Demacia Stalker with unformed dragon flame

From being lured into a honey trap by a yordle

To spread your wings and overturn the black sails of the Noxian warband

Using claws as blades and dragon language as curses, you gnaw on the bones of your enemies in the game of life and death, and awaken the inherited memories engraved in your bones.

When the dragon's wings cover the false light of the Titan's Peak, and when the breath freezes the curse whispers of the Darkin, those creatures who once pushed you into a desperate situation will finally kneel down to witness the advent of the Dragon Age!

The sky of Runeterra will eventually be dyed blood-red by dragon flames!

[Greek mythology + single female lead + no CP + funny female lead + daily gourmet food + no conspiracy and relaxing casual show]

[Minesweeper: Not a cool story + No monster-killing level-up + Brainless newbie writing + Magic changes + Full of minefields]

[If you argue, you're right. If you mess with me, you're just kicking cotton!]

Died accidentally, got a chance to be reborn with the help of the "Good Life Management Bureau"

Xiyan chose the prehistoric world without hesitation and bound herself to the awesome system called "The Strongest Saint Under Heaven".

However, a slip of the hand during the crossing caused an accident

When she woke up again, she was surrounded by a group of foreign beauties who were not wearing any clothes.

Xiyan couldn't help but yelled, "Where's the prehistoric world we were promised? What's wrong with these foreigners?"

…

With no hope of choosing a new world, Xi Yan, who made the best of a mistake, transformed herself into the lotus goddess Rotis and gradually adapted to life in the Greek world.

With the wrong system in the wrong world, I experienced a series of magical stories

"What? Sending me to heaven to deliver gifts! No way, where is heaven in the world of Greek mythology???"

"Ah? I want to help Nuwa create humans, but why is Nuwa a male god?"

"Witch-Lich War?? I'm actually a member of the demon race??"

…

A game with absolutely no negative reviews!

The doomsday-themed strategy mobile game masterpiece "Doomsday Commander Online" has a unique zombie theme, highly restored doomsday bloody battle scenes, and a high degree of freedom to test war strategies.

The wonderful world will be presented to players.

?

Brain-dead stuff.

Are there any doomsday games that can be played now?

[Protagonist is a deranged villain | Not part of the Night Watch | Ignores the main storyline | Not a babysitter | Death loop & illusion | No female lead]

Ma Yanliang transmigrated into the year 2017, into the chaotic world of God-Slaying, and woke up in the Sunshine Psychiatric Hospital—deep within the heavily guarded Fasting Center.

Fortunately, he quickly discovered something terrifying: his mental power grew not through practice like others, but simply by sleeping.

What’s more, he inherited Su Mu’s [Illusion] and Fang Xiu’s [Infinite Replay], two god-tier abilities long thought impossible to obtain.

After escaping the Fasting Center, Ma Yanliang didn’t hesitate. He joined the Ancient God Church—not to follow, but to reshape it.

A year later, the church’s so-called Three Gods were no more. Only one name echoed throughout Daxia: Chi Yu.

“Lord Yi Yu, you’ve sat on this throne long enough. Step down.”

“Lord Yue Huai, I will carry your legacy—whether you like it or not.”

“Lord Qian Mo, sleep peacefully in the illusion I crafted just for you.”

Behind the scenes, Ma Yanliang’s influence spread like a plague. Even the mighty Night Watch found themselves unknowingly ensnared.

And when the gods finally descended upon Daxia, a man in a white suit stood calmly beneath the heavens. Brown glasses half-hid his deep, gleaming eyes. He stretched his arms slightly, and whispered:

“Today, the Ancient God Church shall teach the gods what it means… to be buried.”

Years later, as his boundless spiritual power consumed the world, illusions became reality, and fate itself was just another toy.

He was no longer a man. He was the only true god in this new world.