This America is a little different! Please go home after dark, otherwise you may encounter on the street - remote rural chainsaw killers, non-existent wax museums, mysterious cabins in the woods, Stranger Things, Immortal Jason, Uncle Max in the Moonlight, Little Ugly Stories on the Town, Witches' Coven, Exorcist, Nightmare Freddy, Dead Silence Cursed Puppet, Monster in the Mist, Deep Sea Lighthouse, Containment.

...And Wang Lin woke up to become a priest in the church. Relying on the face that can continuously upgrade his proficiency, he went deep into the community to save the people of North America from dire straits. From [psychological counseling] for family condolences to [soul penetration] that can see through the weaknesses of the devil.

This is an era where gaming and reality merge. The abyss invades, monsters run rampant, and humanity can only protect their homeland by awakening through class transformation and becoming powerful.

Lin Feng, a senior high school student, awakened the F-class life profession that is generally recognized as the most useless and non-combat-effective - [Gatherer] at the much-anticipated awakening ceremony.

When his childhood sweetheart awakened to the S-level [Frost Queen], shone brightly, and was hailed as the favored daughter of heaven, he became the laughing stock of the whole school, and was ridiculed as "the herb-picking boy beside the favored daughter of heaven."

The disappointment of his relatives, the ridicule of his classmates, and the pitying comfort of his childhood sweetheart, all pierced Lin Feng's heart like thorns.

However, no one knew that Lin Feng's [Collecting Technique] had mutated.

[Ding! You used the Gathering Technique on the 'Inferior Iron Sword', and the harvesting was successful! Received 1 'Weapon Mastery' (blank) skill fragment!]

Everything can be collected!

Attributes, skills, talents, bloodlines...even laws and godhood!

When everyone was busy killing monsters and leveling up, Lin Feng quietly followed behind and "picked up trash".

While geniuses were fighting tooth and nail for a rare skill book, Lin Feng had already transformed his basic skills into superb ones through collection.

Many years later, when the demon god of the abyss came to dominate the world, everyone fell into despair.

Lin Feng walked out leisurely and gently used his initial skill on the demon that covered the sky and the sun.

"Ding! You used the Gathering Technique on the 'Demon of the Abyss'..."

Zhao Xiyan was originally a small town problem-sacker. Although he had no promising, he had a good life with a wealthy family background.

But just as a whizzing mud truck was about to hit his student, he subconsciously rushed out. Although he saved the student, he also had a close and unfriendly contact with the mud truck.

When he woke up again, he was already in a donkey cart.

On the opposite side, a girl with bright eyes and teeth and two big braids was looking at him curiously.

"Hello, my name is Qin Huairu..."

"My name is Zhao Xiyan... Well, wait, what do you think your name is?"

(No female lead, the author is a standard Hammer writer so there won't be too much out-of-character content, the protagonist transmigrates into the 30K Primarch)

What happens when a Warhammer enthusiast actually comes to Warhammer?

Luo Jia: Dude, why did you make me dress up as Luo Jia?!

With no system and no way out, what way does the first corrupted Primarch have to break the deadlock?

Of course, we should kill Colfaren and Irebas first!

Loka will unify its homeworld and launch a great expedition under the Emperor's glory, making the Xenomorphs and Heretics tremble in the wrath of the Word Bearers! Let the stars fall! Let the flames rise! Let the warp burn!

We bear the Emperor's word! We will surely slay the enemies of humanity!

[Exchange of bride + palace intrigue + sisterly comparison + scumbag boyfriend and girlfriend's ultimate fate]

My cousin and I got engaged at the same time.

She married the heir of the Duke's family, and I married the second son.

It's quite a story that cousins ​​married their own brothers.

Who would have thought that the crown prince would die on the battlefield, and the title of duke would fall to the second son.

To get rid of her reputation for bringing bad luck to her husband, my cousin turned to my fiancé.

On the eve of my wedding, my fiancé asked me to request to become his concubine.

Although it is a bit unfair to you to be a concubine, what more could an orphan like you ask for than being able to marry into the Duke's mansion?

Your cousin is the legitimate daughter of a marquis; are you perhaps trying to outdo her and become the principal wife?

Everyone assumed that I would either compromise or stand firm and refuse to marry.

As a result, I told everyone: I want to marry the deceased young master.

...

[Multiverse Battlefield + God-level Trainer + No Female Lead + Story-driven + Ensemble Cast + Decisive Killing + Invincible]

This is a death game sweeping across the entire universe, where billions of humans have been reduced to ants, struggling to survive.

The gods sit high on the clouds, overlooking the suffering of all living beings; the void devours all things, and civilization is like a candle flickering in the wind. In this cruel hunting ground, the strong fall and the weak wail.

With a starting luck score of 1 and mediocre talent, I should have been the most inconspicuous speck of dust in this despairing landscape.

Fortunately, I possess a modifier I created in my previous life, allowing me to modify the laws of heaven and earth with my own hands!

By modifying my luck, I can gain all the blessings of heaven and earth. The unique profession and god-like talent that others crave are nothing more than easy pickings for me.

Modify the space, warships line up across the starry sea, star mechs soar like dragons, psionic cannons destroy the heavens and the earth, and there is an endless mechanical army.

I modified myself, and when all six attributes—strength, agility, constitution, intelligence, spirit, and luck—were reduced to [∞]...

I looked up and saw those so-called gods trembling in my domain of laws.

At the bottom of the abyss, when the ancient demon god finally broke apart the starship with great effort, a hand reached out from the fragments and pressed down on his head.

"Congratulations, you've unlocked my limiter."

[Hot-blooded fantasy, explosive rhythm] Fang Chen, a young man, had his moral integrity taken away, suffered betrayal, and suffered humiliation. Thanks to the small pagoda, I received the supreme inheritance. Following the blood of the sword demon! Get the avenue of heaven and earth! One sword opens chaos! Immortal and gods are destroyed with one sword! I hold the sword and become a demon! make! Thousands of immortals and gods surrender!

Travel through Douluo Continent and awaken the review system.

As long as you complete the review, you can get rewards.

From then on, no matter soul masters, soul beasts, or even gods, they were all reviewed by Lu Yu one by one.

[Review Bibi Dong, the worst pope in history]

[Review Qian Daoliu, the first gentleman on the continent]

[Review Tang San, a double-standard villain]

[Review Xiao Wu, a soul beast traitor with a love brain]

[Review Shura God, a shameless God King]

Bibi Dong: "I actually got a negative score, I don't accept it!"

Tang San: "You have already killed yourself by slandering me."

Shura God: "I am the God King, how can I be pointed at by others."

Ning Rongrong: "I am so outstanding, I must have a positive review, please comment."

Yu Xiaogang: "Who is Tang Wulin? The score is so high?"

[A Poisonous Little Saintess + Delicate and Crybaby + Not a Saintly Mother + Silly Girl + Extremely Animal-Friendly + Beloved National Daughter + Mild Fantasy + A Little Bit of Bloodshed] The delicate and adorable little saintess Xu Zhinian opens her eyes to find herself transmigrated into the body of a soft and cuddly little baby abandoned on a deserted island. Huge monsters surround her, vying to be petted and pampered by the little saintess. But as rumors spread, poachers, mercenaries, and countless others want to explore this unknown forest. Until a "wilderness filming crew" arrived, no one realized they had stepped into anyone's territory... The explosive fruit, more powerful than dynamite, was just an appetizer; wildly mutated man-eating flowers swayed gracefully; giant lizards with chameleon-like forms lurked in the deep waters; schools of bloodthirsty piranhas and enormous crocodiles... Deep in the deserted island's forest, a colossal python coiled on the mountainside, and above its head, Xu Zhinian playfully swung her little feet, her eyes sparkling, "Brothers and sisters, come play with me~" The footage captured by the camera instantly went viral online, and netizens begged the production crew to bring back their long-lost "daughter"! Later, when the wealthy businessman and his family, who had been searching for their daughter for years, saw her on a variety show—a little girl riding tigers and lions, surrounded by wolves, holding a small black leather whip, and laughing heartily in the Amazon rainforest—the whole family was thrilled! [PS: This is a lighthearted story; there are no tropes like the real and fake heiresses clashing.]

[Ordinary daily life + lighthearted humor + no female lead + no angst + survivalist + no system + farming]

My name is Lin Yu, and I am a remnant soul trapped inside a ring.

System? Task? Scroll King? None of them exist.

My life motto is simple: survive and sleep.

Until the ring became associated with a naive young boy.

Seeing that he was about to venture into the secret realm, I said, "Disciple, this place is extremely dangerous. Go back to sleep."

Seeing him about to snatch the magic weapon, I said, "This is too hot to handle; your life is more important."

Seeing him being provoked into a fight, I said, "It's not shameful to admit defeat."

Under my "careful" guidance, he avoided all opportunities and all risks.

While other geniuses were teetering on the brink of death, he was steadily... mining spirit stones.

Years later, when all the gods and demons came knocking, my disciple, who was jokingly called "King of Survival," silently set up a defensive array with nine thousand nine hundred layers.

I yawned: "Like I said, you can only produce output if you're alive."