[Planting space when supplies are plentiful + 1vn + multiple supernatural abilities + doting on his wife]
After being reborn, Ruan Mengzhen killed the scumbag and bitch who had killed her in her previous life. Before she could even enjoy the post-apocalyptic life that followed, she was transported to three hundred years later with a space filled with supplies.
Mutant beasts and plants roam freely here; only the survivor base is truly safe. Furthermore, in China three hundred years from now, there are far more men than women, and the genes of all living things have changed; even the zombie king can now mate with humans…
The docile and clingy little white snake, Su Mu, said, "I found you first, you can't abandon me!"
The successor to the First Base's leadership: "Marry me, and I'll give you my best!"
The yandere and extremely possessive zombie king: "Actually, I've liked you for three hundred years. If you don't behave, I'll raze the human base to the ground!"
Fu Chenming, stern yet meticulous: "You promised to give me a chance, you can't go back on your word!"
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When a deadly cold wave froze the world in an hour, turning 99% of humanity into ice sculptures, Chen Wang, an ordinary car mechanic, experienced a miracle of life in his Wuling Hongguang van.
He unexpectedly became one of the 1% of "suitable individuals," activating the "Spark" system and binding himself firmly to this weathered and legendary vehicle. Survival points, energy cores, endless modification blueprints... this seemingly unremarkable ride became his last fortress on this eternally dark icy plain.
But loneliness is not a way to survive. Pursued by the all-consuming black tide, he forges ahead, gathering trustworthy companions: a skilled policewoman, a genius mechanical engineer, a compassionate and skilled doctor, a shrewd analyst, a girl with mysterious intuition... This unique team allows the Wuling Hongguang to push its potential beyond its limits.
From welding steel plates to installing electromagnetic cannons, from expanding the cargo box to activating space-folding technology. When the Marauder's heavy trucks roar in, when the mutated hordes of Annihilation Beasts swarm in, when the massive survivor force bares its fangs, everyone will witness—how the national hero's vehicle is transformed into an all-crushing doomsday heavy tank, carving a path of hope across the desolate wasteland!
However, hidden within the Black Tide lies the ultimate secret of the impending apocalypse. Their journey is not merely about survival, but an ultimate adventure to uncover the truth.
In the fortieth millennium, knowledge is an eternal curse.
Tech Priest Exanders Statcali discovered a distress signal from ten thousand years ago, originating from a forgotten, dead world—Xerath.
There was no life there, only a steel ruin stretching across the continent, and a black pyramid that looked out of place, bearing the emblem of the Mechanicus.
When the exploration team entered the silent sanctuary, they discovered not the expected relic, but a terrifying creation, half-human, half-machine, imprisoned in a vessel. Its final warning was not a gift to humanity, but a death knell tolling for the entire galaxy:
"They're awake! Run!!!"
Now, Exanders must confront a harsh truth: some knowledge is not for mortals to grasp; some silences, once broken, are the end of eternity.
My name is Lu Yanbin. I am a water conservancy engineer from the 21st century.
I died. Before I died, I donated my body to a company that supposedly conducts cryonics experiments. They said it might bring me back to life in the future.
The good news is, I was indeed resurrected.
The bad news is that the time and place of the resurrection are a bit far from what I imagined.
If you can see this, it's my diary entry about surviving as a mechanical sage in a cesspool world.
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The story of a man who is conscripted by weasels and inexplicably gains a body modified by technology from the Golden Age of humanity, and then roams the Warhammer universe.
Warning: You are being watched by the Emperor while you are reading.
Remark:
1. Reading this diary requires some Warhammer knowledge and will require you to use your brain.
2. This novel is written in the first person. If you do not like this, please do not read it.
The male protagonist's knowledge of Warhammer is limited to a basic understanding; he doesn't know much about it.
Warhammer, Conrad's Apocryphal Book
In that despairing fiftieth millennium, the tentacles of the Great Devourer had swept across the galaxy, the space necromancers had returned, the new Tau Empire had risen, and the shadow of chaos remained.
In that final battle, all of the emperor's loyal sons returned.
However, even with a demigod leading the empire, it was still defeated.
When the last human fell beside the Golden Throne, the Emperor rose in despair, and the Dark Lord brought end and death to everything in the galaxy.
The warp bears witness forever; the mournful cry of the Dark Lord's birth was carried along by the surging waves of the warp to the glorious years of the Great Crusade.
And Conrad Coates, the emperor's most far-sighted son, saw all of this.
Ye Feng, who had just entered the research institute, awakened the technology amplification system, which could amplify all his inventions!
As a result, the art style underwent a complete transformation!
I received a task to modify a military knife.
But when everyone looked at the lightsaber in Ye Feng's hand, they couldn't believe it!
Is the sniper rifle's power insufficient and needs adjustment?
A few days later, Ye Feng pulled out a 60mm sniper rifle and leveled a hill with a single shot, shocking the generals and commanders across the country!
Is 22nm the current limit for lithography machines?
After debugging, the accuracy reached an astonishing 0.1nm, crushing the global technological level!
Is the bulletproof vest not strong enough?
Ye Feng, clad in mechanical armor, descended from the sky!
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Xiong Guo: We will unconditionally meet all of Long Guo's technological needs from now on, we only ask Ye Shen for a blueprint!
America: Others have spaceships at our doorstep, and you still say we're technologically superior?
This is the distant forty-first millennium. The emperor who once protected humanity has transformed into a cold, black sun. If no one can seize humanity's last chance for resurgence, then I will... make the galaxy burn once more!
I, the immortal black serpent, reside in Ursus, a young and promising immortal. I lack the overwhelming power of monstrous calamities, the potent corruption of demons, and the boundless adaptability of the Sea Child. Though I possess strange memories, I am certainly not as old as my predecessors. My only dream is to die a peaceful, natural death. I adopted a simple-minded child who constantly opposes me and urges me to join her in her demise. I befriended a reclusive pen pal who likes to send me landscape paintings, but I always feel she's out of touch with the times. I met a goofy hunter who asked me for [a cool pen].
After the spiritual energy revival, high school students across the country, obsessed with the "53" exam prep materials, began to enter strange states. Some sat in SSS-class mechs, pulling out 48-meter-long spiritual swords. Some could conjure magic with their words: "XXX, turn into a pig!" Some stood on one leg, unleashing a divine thunderbolt, 100% accurate at striking down scumbags. Some were pure and aloof, wielding countless swords with effortless grace. And then someone pulled out a flawless, perfectly round toilet (which could be remodeled later), made a snap of their fingers: "XXX, suck!" Then the world went dark, and the land for miles around was completely plundered. This person was A-Diao. A-Diao's strength was entirely due to the tireless support of her family and friends.
A programmer died from overwork, and upon transmigrating, he was confessed to by a beautiful girl. And this girl's surname is Luo? She's even Luo Feng's ninth-generation descendant! Wait, the Genius Battle is over, so if I marry a Luo family girl, doesn't that mean I can just coast to immortality as long as I perform well? Isn't being a kept man a bit... good, very good! When I was little, the doctor said I had a weak stomach, so this was the kind of food I should eat!