"Rainy Night, Overpass, Maybach."

Crash.

...

When sitting alone, he often caught himself thinking about her—the girl who had shadowed him for years. He’d imagine her barging into the restaurant, drawing every gaze, then plopping down beside him, propping her chin on her hands as she stared into his eyes.

"Buy me a cola," she’d say.

But tonight, to his surprise, another girl actually did sit next to him.

...

Blue hair. Delicate. Radiantly sociable. A checklist of desirable traits.

Yet when it came to love, she was bafflingly cowardly.

Even his unluckiest junior never got to drink their senpai’s leftovers—but Banaumi did it without trying.

Too scared to confess. Clinging to "I’m fine" while heartbroken. Binge-eating after rejection. When urged to fight for her feelings, she’d just whisper, "I hope they’re happy."

He kept seeing that other girl in her—until he blinked, and a stranger’s face stared back.

A stranger who wasn’t even the same gender.

My name is Imazumi Rinnaeus, and I'm a transmigrator.

As a transmigrator, I naturally came equipped with a golden finger system.

My system is called the Dream Performance System. As long as I complete performances according to the script, I can receive rewards in the form of "tags."

Those max-level attributes, talents, skills, and even tags for health and longevity look truly enticing.

However, this damn system took over a decade just to activate, and the first script it gave me left me speechless.

Because this script... isn’t something one person can complete alone. It requires the cooperation of several girls.

For heaven’s sake, even in open-minded Japan, what decent girl would agree to this kind of script?

...

"My name is Nakano Ichika."

"My name is Nakano Nino."

"My name is Nakano Miku."

"My name is Nakano Yotsuba."

"My name is Nakano Itsuki."

Today, they accepted an invitation from a certain "great system." In order to achieve their respective goals, they decided to seek out someone with the surname Imazumi and perform the script together.

It’s just that this script... is way too embarrassing...

Kitahara was getting married.

Facing the marriage registration clerk, he began introducing his wives one by one:

"My first wife... owns a sacred mountain. There are some, well, *dangerous things* living there. So whenever someone bullies me... those people tend to meet *unfortunate accidents* soon after."

"She’s actually very sweet-tempered! But, uh... try not to make her angry. *Really bad things* happen when she’s angry..."

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"My second wife owns a private island. The locals are her... *devoted followers*. Very hospitable! Though, their tempers can be a bit... *volatile*."

"The family culture is a little 'intense'—bodies get dragged out now and then. But it doesn’t affect our love!"

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"All my wives adore me! Except for the whole... 'wanting me dead' part."

"The biggest headache is when they fight each other. Ah... such is the burden of polygamy."

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A man torn between love... and survival.

(Genre: Dark Comedy / Supernatural Romance / Horror-Lite)

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(Also known as "The Mysterious Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio: Starting from Writing Novels": The worldview of the original style of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, that is, the strange and bizarre spirits and strange cultivation of immortals, is similar to the belief in the Conferred God and the competition for incense, the rules and the battles.)

"The strange and unpredictable gods leave the chaotic heaven

, but the immortals lead the mortals. Sit and watch the genealogy of saints and sages in the turbid world, and fish for the Taoist fruit banquet in the jade tower." "Now I am a stranger in a foreign land, and I spend my years in a strange world.

I didn't expect that my novel violated the law of heaven, and I was criticized by the demons." This is a strange world, the Taoism is secretive, and the strange and mysterious gods are lurking, just like Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio. Nan Yi traveled here, just wanting to live long in the

mortal world. But he was penniless, so in order to make a living, he had to copy and write martial arts novels.

But he didn't expect that he would be involved in the strange and murderous disasters, the immortals and demons fighting.

Nan Yi had no choice but to use the world as a chessboard and all living beings as chess pieces, and invited the immortals to play chess. He made a move and said: If you want to live long, how can there be strange cultivation of immortals?

“What’s the best way to defeat someone?”

“Destroy beautiful things in front of them.”

“What about a magical girl? Someone with the power to protect everything?”

“That’s quite easy as well.”

YouYu smiled and said.

“When she’s still naive, becoming the most beautiful thing in her heart.”

“And then…”

“Die in front of her.” (Make her live with eternal regret!)

After all, a “villain” is not within the protective range of the “heroes,” right?

However… the actual situation seems to somewhat differ from YouYu’s expectations. Why, after his “death,” all these magical girls are now trying to imprison him?

[Resurrection of spiritual energy + supernatural powers + imprecise soft science fiction + decisive killing + serious nonsense]

"Knowledge is power. The so-called superpowers are just primitive people with rifles."

"It is their luck to get a rifle, but it is their misfortune that they don't know how to shoot."

"Would you be afraid of a primitive man who used a gun as a fire stick?"

"I don't know the principle, at best I can classify it as a larger ant."

"Similarly, the alien beasts are nothing but springtails in front of me."

Sitting on the mechanical throne, Lin Kong looked out at the world devastated by the invasion of alien beasts.

A world that even the supernatural beings who have achieved spiritual energy revival cannot save.

He came to the rescue.

Ask him where he gets the confidence from?

Lin Kong sighed, and countless streams of light streaked across the sky and hit the ground.

Waiting for the dust to dissipate, giant steel statues stood on the battlefield.

Facing the wailing of the strange beast, Lin Kong gave the order in a calm voice.

"First Titan Legion, advance."

[The introduction is weak, please read the main text, the pace is a bit slow, please forgive me]

[From the city into the wasteland, killing through the alien world, setting sail for the endless starry sky]

Introduction: [Transformation + No CP + Chat Group + Dragon Ball + Naruto + Genshin Impact + Death + Other Secondary Dimensions]

This book tells the story of a white-haired girl who uses the chat group system to become a big boss in the Dragon Ball world.

He accidentally traveled to the dangerous world of "Dragon Ball" and turned into a white-haired girl.

You will...

Have a bold idea?

[Demon Power] + [Weird Western Fantasy] + [Demons in the Heart of Taoism] + [Micro-terror] + [No Female Lead]

Li Ke, as a magic monk, traveled to a fantasy world with knights, witches, vampires, werewolves and zombies.

This world is occupied by indescribable ancient gods, the church is corrupt and decadent, and the blood nobles are alienated and insane!

Fortunately, Li Ke possessed the magic treasure [Demon Monument], which enabled him to comprehend the myriad magic inheritances, plant the devil in his heart, and let the devil infect the world.

One by one, the top magical inheritances turned the church saints, evil witches, fallen vampires, barbarian heroes...all into demons!

Zombies tear living corpses apart with their bare hands, evil spirits ignore divine spells, filthy objects restrain holy light, and evil spirits taint everything...

When the True Demonic Field unfolds and ascends into the astral realm, that is when Ragnarok arrives.

[The Demon Summoning Sutra]: The White-Bone Bodhisattva, the Nine-Child Ghost Mother, the Overlord Demon General, the Twin Evil Spirits...stirring up the world.

[Secret Book of Yin Corpses]: Raise evil spirits and refine corpses, have bronze-armored corpses tear knights apart alive, when the drought demon appears, the land will be scorched for a thousand miles, and the gods will retreat.

[Jinmen Mingzha]: Paper butterflies lead to the underworld, paper figures perform funeral ceremonies, and yin-yang paper sedan chairs lead into the underworld.

【Illusion Tower Fist】: With a thought, a tower is built, and it is hard to distinguish between reality and illusion, playing with people's hearts in the palm of his hand.

[Soul-calling Banner]: Billions of souls shake the kingdom of God...

[Immortal Burial Formation]: Heavenly taboo, burying the gods...

PS: This book has no female protagonist, the strength of the characters increases steadily, it is not a fast-paced novel, and is more suitable for old bookworms.

Six years of licking his boots, but what he got in return was humiliation and disgust.

Meticulous care and concern, but it was taken for granted.

Lin Kong traveled through the Douluo Continent, and faced Ning Rongrong's bossing, Lin Kong slapped her directly. Then he broke off the engagement with the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and cut off his relationship with Ning Rongrong.

After the breakup, Lin Kong's card martial spirit began to bind to the original god card.

Lin Kong obtained a original god character every time he broke through ten levels. At level ten, he got General Lei Dian, at level twenty, he got Funina, at level thirty, he got Shen He, at level forty, he got Nashida...

[At this moment, the time of extinction! - General Lei Dian]

[Shinri Ryu! Frost destruction! - Ayaka Kamisato]

[Sing, in my name! - Funina]

[...]

What kind of clown is Ning Rongrong? Is she as good as the wife of the original god?

The cold and royal sister General Lei Dian, the top-notch young love Funina, the slightly fat ceiling Shen He... Aren't these better than the clown girl?

My name is Yamabuki Huajin.

I’m done pretending—time to come clean. I’m a transmigrator, and yes, I have a system.

My ability? Every day I wake up randomly in someone else’s bed and transform into a different anime character.

Today, I opened my eyes to find myself in Academy City, with Misaka Mikoto pointing her Railgun straight at me.

Bros, what do I do? Waiting online, kinda urgent.

PS: Friendly reminder—please throw your brain away before reading this.

PPS: The lack of logic is the logic of this story.

PPPS: ...Brains all gone? Then come on in.