What if one day, every spacecraft in outer space around Earth—whether it's China's Changgong Space Station or the US SpaceLink satellite constellation—were destroyed, their debris forever circling the Earth, like the gnarled rope tightly wrapped around a prisoner's neck on a gallows? Would you still be able to breathe? Could you escape unscathed? Could such a scenario ever happen? If it did, would it be a blessing or a curse? Would you choose to be imprisoned in the heavens, or break free? Waiting online, it's urgent.

This is the story of a boy who can see spirits and joins Inarisaki High School to play volleyball. It does not involve the manga's plot. Completed works include "My Idol Weighs 200 Pounds" and "Omega 101," with the theme of youth striving for excellence.

While others toil away to hone their skills, Wang Shao defies the odds! A lowly scavenger in the Warhammer universe, he awakens a plundering system, gaining lifespan by killing Chaos Creatures and increasing his cultivation by devouring Warp energy! He slays Corruptors in the Rustbone Nest, seizes energy cores in the deep mines, storms the Rust Gate and flattens the middle layer, cultivating the path to immortality with a mortal body. His physical body is tempered to its peak, allowing him to stand against Space Marines, and his magic and spells crush Chaos Gods! No saintly sentimentality, no pent-up frustration, his ruthless killing is incredibly satisfying! Fellow Daoist, wait a moment! Your soul is truly destined for my path to immortality!

Nanfeng has a dream, that is, he hopes that his best bad friend will live across the street, and his favorite fool will be by his side.

That dream is now half realized.

So, does anyone want to be a fool now?

(Single female protagonist, no cp removed.)

Traveling back to the Northern Song Dynasty, he became Wu Song, and from then on he unfolded a magnificent fairy tale landscape.

One hundred and eight demons reincarnated and caused chaos;

The spirit of the true dragon is torn apart, and the Song and Yuan Dynasties are fighting;

The Xianmen and the Hiddenmen appeared one after another to control the court;

Confucianism, Taoism, Law, and Buddhism are all yin and yang, and a hundred schools of thought contend:

Taoist priests who guard the dragon veins, demons who escape from control, monks who guard the destiny of the country, warlocks who kill invisible people, low-level sects, secret successors who control machine beasts, Meng Yuan warships sailing into the sea...

A different world of immortals and heroes...

In the middle of the 21st century, a meaningful message brought mankind to an unknown territory-the Boundary Convention: unknown purpose, unknown source, what kind of crazy extraterrestrial invasion? Or is it an attempt to cover up between major powers?

Since then, earth-shaking changes have taken place on the earth, rising sea levels compress the living space of human beings, and the weird body decomposition makes the only human beings face the crisis of genocide... Everything seems to indicate that human beings will eventually be bound by gravity Live alone, die alone.

More and more things with visions squeezed into this tiny planet from unheard of places. Supporters, opponents, and human beings with their own ulterior motives also began to make enemies in private for their own ideas.

A woman in an oil painting seems to be the key to everything. She makes people crazy but also gives people hope... Can men and women on the pioneers still smile?

When Shen Lang opened his eyes, he found himself to be cannon fodder at the very bottom of the dark world.

The greenskins roar, the ratmen dig burrows, the evil gods whisper, and humans are nothing more than trembling ants in the cracks.

But his eyes can see different things.

[Automatic attack mode activated!]

[Analysis: The soil beneath our feet contains 37% iron, making it suitable for smelting!]

[Warning: Chaos storm will arrive in 3 hours. Wall erosion resistance: 0%!]

While others prayed in fear, Shen Lang lit the first furnace amidst the ruins.

When cultists sacrificed flesh and blood to summon demons, he pierced their throats with a tempered steel spear.

When the war machine of the Greenskinned warlords rolled over the village, he ordered the villagers to teach them what it meant to "line up and shoot" with smoothbore cannons and barbed wire.

As the Tomb King's undead army engulfed the land, he set up a red-hot heavy Gatling gun, its ammunition roaring: "Times have changed!"

From a stone axe to a torrent of steel; from an earthen wall to an immortal fortress.

Shen Lang said, "I don't know magic, nor do I believe in gods. My faith is the sight of a flintlock musket, the piston of a steam engine, and the steel and fire that cover the battlefield!"

(Sword Art Online + Demon Slayer fanfiction)

As a transmigrator without any cheat codes, Tomioka Akemi was a little panicked when he found the breathing technique notes left by his ancestors. But when he thought that it was already 2022, how could there still be demons? He calmed down, until he heard about the SAO closed beta test...

"Hmm, this doesn't make sense. Why are Breathing Techniques and Sword Art Online in the same world?"

(Single female lead, Asuna, tentative storyline is Sword Art Online ---- Fairy Dance ---- Demon Slayer)

This is the fortieth millennium.

The gods are silent, the demons roar. The human empire slowly sinks into decay amidst endless war and corruption.

Ang Lee, one of the millions of slave laborers in the Nest City, discovered a glimmer of light from ancient Terra in the eternal darkness—an ancient movement called the Way of Peace, and an unfinished prophecy: "The Blue Heaven is dead, the Yellow Heaven shall rise."

He never imagined that this glimmer of light would eventually ignite a prairie fire.

Talismanic water and alchemy countered Nurgle's benevolence, a tightly organized force shattered Tzeentch's conspiracy, and the beliefs of mortals surged in the Warp, giving birth to an unprecedented being—the Yellow God who governs "order and revolution."

However, Ang Lee gradually discovered that the greatest enemy was neither the Empire's expeditionary force nor the ever-watchful Chaos God.

Rather, it is a reflection of his own ideal—that which is trying to devour him, dragging everything he pursues into a cold, absolute abyss of order…the embodiment of divinity.

When the bells of destiny toll, he will embark on a long expedition to confront the painful and immense will atop the golden throne.

This is not a war to kill gods.

This is proof of humanity, an ultimate defense of free will, a testament to this despairing galaxy...

The final expedition to rediscover "humanity".