• Core concept: While others are fighting and killing in the apocalypse, my heroine just wants to run her mobile general store, trading potato chips and soda for treasures all over the world, and incidentally build a civilized new home in the wasteland.

• Tone: Hilarious witty remarks + passionate growth + heartwarming healing. In a desperate post-apocalyptic world, humor alleviates suffering, and hope rebuilds civilization. • Core concept: While others are fighting and killing in the apocalypse, my heroine just wants to run her mobile general store, trading potato chips and soda for treasures from all over the world, and incidentally transforming the wasteland into a new civilized home.

• Tone of the work: Hilarious witty commentary + passionate coming-of-age story + heartwarming healing. In a despairing apocalypse, humor dispels suffering, and hope rebuilds civilization.

Having transmigrated into the world of Detective Conan, Jiang Yuan discovers that his original self has joined the Black Organization! Jiang Yuan: "Brother, why don't you apply for a codename for me? After all, members with codenames get higher salaries!" Gin glances at the bus Jiang Yuan once rode in the distance, where another murder has occurred, and silently picks up a cigarette. Jiang Yuan: "Brother, it's really not a problem with my constitution, it's because there's a detective on the bus!" Gin: "If you find a partner for more than three days, I'll immediately apply for a codename for you!" A year later, Jiang Yuan sadly places small white flowers on the tombstone of the partner the organization once assigned to him. "Why did you all die so quickly... If you had stayed longer than three days, I could have gotten a raise!"

"This world is seriously ill."

Urban legends, born from word of mouth and expanding with the spread of rumors, draw power from language and take on physical form—these distorted things that should not exist in the world are called "word spirits."

The above is a self-report from a person with mental illness.

Yuto Asami, after realizing he had memories of his past life, had a goal.

He returned to his sect to make money and develop the sect's economy.

Therefore, Yuto Asami believes that he does not need to have any extra emotions here.

However, there's also the socially awkward classmate who dreams of having her name shouted at the dojo, the debtor sister who exudes maternal warmth, the terrifying Yoko who's known as the "love black hole," and the blue-haired bassist who serves as a backup treasury.

When Yuto Asami tried to leave, he found himself trapped in a gravitational black hole from which he could not escape.

(There is an IF scenario; the protagonist is a repressed and introverted person with a rich inner world.)

[Apocalyptic survival + stockpiling supplies + personal space + sweet romance + raising children + delicious food]

Planet Earth is on the verge of collapse, and the entire world has been relocated to islands. Li Ye received a system ranked at the very bottom, with her initial resources refreshed daily. But wait! I didn't bring much with me! What's the point of having an extra down jacket every day on a summery island when I'm already bundled up in winter clothes? The thrifty Li Ye can only cut up her base layers into short-sleeved shirts and shorts. Don't throw away the scraps of fabric; they might come in handy later. Fortunately, the new planet's ruling god seems to be benevolent; He hopes that more of humanity can survive... But all that is a long way off. First, I need to figure out how to stockpile resources every day!

Unsuccessful author Yu Wei transmigrates into the body of a low-budget young male idol, but is bound to an entertainment writer system. As long as the novel's data meets the standards, he can perfectly control the works that appear in the book, knowing both the "what" and the "why".

Can you become stronger by writing novels?

While others were practicing singing, he was typing away.

While others are acting, he's writing.

While others were jumping around on variety shows, he was still typing away on the sidelines.

As he wrote, the book continued to flop, but he became famous...

...

"What's this 'Heart Wall' thing? I couldn't find this song."

"You copied the wrong song, didn't you? Even a plagiarist can't write it properly. Just cut it off already."

"A genius author who wrote entertainment articles and composed his own songs died of poisoning!"

"Have you ever been a celebrity? How can you write things randomly and make assumptions?"

Urban life is never short of entertaining and lighthearted novels, which readers simply enjoy for amusement.

They didn't see the song on a TV show until a few days later...

...

In today's increasingly distorted entertainment industry, where all celebrities' comment sections are filled with various forms of support, ranking, promotion, and denigration, only Yu Wei's comment section remains a pure land, free from worldly desires, with only the innocent "Update soon!"

(A struggling entertainment writer's fantasy before dying from poisoning after eating at a cheap restaurant.)

This book tells the fictional story of Lin Ming (pseudonym), a once-wealthy Chinese businessman, who rose from a comprador at Sassoon & Co. to a Shanghai tycoon, then to a major figure on the American West Coast, ultimately building a financial magnate in the United States. Set from the mid-19th century, it offers a unique perspective on the historical figures and events of Qing China, Britain, and the United States. Through this narrative, it gradually unveils the underlying business logic of modern Chinese history, including overseas trade, Sassoon & Co., Morgan Bank, Standard Oil, the Rothschild family bank, oil trusts, and steel trusts.

In a world of martial arts and magic, after years of cultivating martial arts, he finally became a mercenary. He tried hard to find people to join his team, but no one would accept him. "Swordsmen? Our team doesn't need any swordsmen!"

In a fit of anger, Allen became a certified mage, but all he knew was the first-tier water ball spell, which he had only seen a few days ago. Yet, even with this first-tier mage's skills, when he was looking for a team again...

"Hello, esteemed sir magician, would you like to join our team? Although there are seven of us, you can get 20% of the commission!"

[Online game + Rebirth + Extremely satisfying + Foresight + Sword Saint]

Reborn three years in the past, starting with the only supreme profession

Acquired talent: 1000% speed bonus talent

Who says the swordsman class is the weakest?

The cheat system is credited to your account right from the start, allowing you to obtain various powerful artifacts and mythical beasts in the beginner village.

Then it got out of control: super artifacts, super beasts, super god-level wings, nuclear bombs, 100 trillion gold coins, and reselling city shops across the entire server.

Sweep across borders to conquer players from countries like the United States and the United Kingdom.

Build the strongest war fortress in history to resist the invasion of ancient sea monsters.

[I was once a demonic sorceress, this isn't just random writing, it's not fiction.] [Transformation + Hardcore Cultivation + Lightly Bizarre Setting + Slow Burn + Plot-Driven] In this world, mechanical arts are highly developed, and all cultivators enter the Dao through puppetry, thus requiring a lot of money for cultivation. Lu Li, who transmigrated here penniless, vowed to resist excessive consumption and never be exploited by immortals. Even if he died, he wouldn't borrow a single spirit stone. Absolutely! Until—he met an old lady with a ring, and from then on, at the cost of mortgaging his blood, bones, flesh, and internal organs, he had his body modified and fell into the demonic path… Mortgaging his skin, he borrowed [Azure Skin]—Brother, your skin is so white. Mortgaging his bones, he borrowed [Jade Bones]—Brother, your skeleton is so small. Mortgaging his hands, he borrowed [Sumeru Puppet Hand]—Brother, your hands are so small, let's compare sizes. Mortgaging his vocal cords, he borrowed [Enchanting Sound Box]—Brother, your voice is so beautiful… Wait, brother, you're a woman? Get out! ——————————ps: Also known as "The Demonic Cultivation Project for Enchantresses"