The strongest reincarnation chooses to return, and the whole body is shocked, the knowledge and blood are wiped out by the main god, and become a waste person?
It doesn’t matter, he carried a crazy scanning system.
Scan the code against the air and extract 10000 cubic auras.
Scan the code against flowers, rivers, flames, etc. to extract the full-root spirit root.
Scan the code against this celestial arrogance, and obtain various god bodies such as the Great Eucharist and the Chaos God Body.
what? There are also QR codes on the sun, moon, and stars? Wait, I’m going to scan the code.
Huh? This QR code is so big, it represents the world, let me sweep it.
“At that time, I had nothing left to live for and returned to the valley. One time, while practicing with my blade in the rain, I was suddenly struck by lightning. After that… I became like this—immortal, never dying, with no end in sight. I suppose you could say I’m the first human lightning rod in all of history.”
His calm tone carried an indescribable sense of helplessness.
This is the story of a Chinese person awakening in Japan...
After getting the golden finger that allows him to obtain character skills and items by playing a character, Huo Mingjie's eyes moved and he turned his attention to the booming martial arts, fairy tales, gods and demons dramas in this era.
"The Divine Sculpture", "The List of Gods", "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng", "Jingwei Reclamation"...
A few years later, Huo Mingjie, who was nicknamed the "Savior of Acting" and often appeared in the entertainment industry as "the ex-boyfriend of an actress", looked extremely pale.
"Quan Zhen Xin Technique can only provide health care, Jin Yan Gong can jump a little higher, Shushan Sword Control Technique can't fly at all..."
"I understand that due to the difference in world view, the effect of the skills is compromised, but there is no need to be so different from the script!"
Speaking of this, Huo Mingjie became even more angry and shouted:
"Also, it's obvious that some of them are usually very good at acting. Why do they get so involved in the drama when they meet me and their acting skills explode?"
"After I finished filming, I was stalked and beaten, and then I was labeled as a scumbag. Isn't it a bit unfair!"
The story takes place in a different world where magic resources are strictly controlled by the mage class, and spellcasting is the exclusive privilege of the upper class. As a special group of beings, gene sorcerers possess psychic talents that allow them to cast spells without the need for magic circuits, but they are long suppressed by the mage forces.
In 2099, the virtual online game "World of Ten Thousand Races" was launched.
Because of the collapse of the real world, every player has a choice to fully integrate with the game.
But Qi Ming made the wrong choice and eventually died.
After being reborn on the server launch date, a random beast master will be selected at the start and you will get the Gods Storage Bag skill.
Each time you open it, you can get extremely rare items.
Pets that can be upgraded to god level!
Can synthesize all magical skills!
It is known as the strongest sub-profession on par with the gods!
While others are still fighting for a pet, Qi Ming can already form an army by himself!
Looking at all the races, defeating the real human beings, and overthrowing the gods of all races!
This story is basically about someone going back to the past to help their younger self. But they go a little overboard, and as a result, their past self ends up falling in love with their present self. Then it’s all “No, no, we can’t do this!”… and things get messy from there…
Innocent younger x all-knowing-but-silent older
HE (Happy Ending), school life, reincarnation, self-top x self-bottom
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Tags: youth and romance, fated love, bickering couple, proximity romance
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An Yue
Shi Mingyuan
(Supporting characters have been eaten by the author.)
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One-line summary: You are the unwavering love of my life.
Theme: Hand in hand, let’s create a beautiful new life.
In the 2009-10 season, the Nets entered the darkest year in franchise history. The team’s results were dismal, the loss of fans was serious, and the free agency market was uncompetitive.
A veteran basketball fan returned to the United States, completed the acquisition of this team, and created his own basketball myth in the Nets with his “one-of-a-kind” look.
As a professional and amateur of astronomy, every time I look up at the billions of stars in the night sky, it is hard to imagine that among these huge numbers, human beings live alone in the universe.
When I opened my eyes again, I was already in a magical world based on the eight powers of knowledge, power, authority, faith, wealth, dexterity, perception, and mystery.
Looking up at the starry sky in another world, is my hometown among these billions of stars?
Searching for a possible way home. It may take a lifetime, it may be ten, but it is always a hope.
In the distant ancient age, the flames of civilization had yet to kindle.
On the barren and primitive Modaleng Plain, the demons of deep space stretched their writhing tentacles without restraint.
The spirits of nature clung to the shadows, hoarding their dwindling strength, fearful and silent.
I came from the other side—bearing the torch of civilization.
But the light I brought stirred more than awe; it awakened the rot.
Waves of ignorance and madness followed in its wake.
The fetid, decaying firmament blinked open its ancient, starless eye.
Yet I shall not yield.
I will shatter the chains of flesh and blood,
pierce the boundaries of thought and spirit,
and in this cursed cosmos where even the stars decay—
Let it be known:
Strangers shall never be slaves.
Traveling to the end of the world, carrying a red police base vehicle that can summon millions of soldiers, can build aircraft cannons, build a technological empire, dominate the world, and unveil the mystery of the end times, only to discover that everything is just the beginning. Retreat again, no longer be afraid, the world has collapsed, and no matter how hard it is to return to the past, everything will come again…