In the seventh year of Guanghe, the Yellow Turban Rebellion erupted.

Qiao Yan woke up, bound to the strategist system with code 068, from the body of a dying girl amidst a field of corpses.

The system informed her that her goal was to become the top strategist in the realm.

Sitting atop a high mound of graves, she heard slogans in the distance proclaiming “The blue sky is dead, the yellow sky will rise.” Without hesitation, she allocated all her beginner points to her constitution.

System: ??????

Qiao Yan: Zhou Yu died at the age of thirty-five, Guo Jia at thirty-seven, Lu Su lived to forty-five. A strategist who laughs last lives longer than anyone else, like Sima Yi.

System: You make sense, but please put down the spear.

[Host has achieved achievement, dissuading Lu Bu from joining Dong Zhuo 1/1, progress reward has been sent to the backpack]

Qiao Yan: 🙂

The strategist system 068 felt that it had encountered a host that was not quite normal.

She applied to learn about farming and garrisoning.

Qiao Yan: Zao Zhi pioneered farming, was enfeoffed as a marquis, Zhuge Liang led a northern expedition, established farming in the front lines. A strategist who doesn’t know how to farm is not a good strategist.

[Host has achieved achievement, persuading Qingzhou soldiers to join 1/1, progress reward has been sent to the backpack]

She gathered Jia Xu and Li Ru.

Qiao Yan: The three giants of the Yingchuan, Nanyang, and Runan clans won’t accept me, so why not let me form my own clique?

[Host has achieved achievement, persuading Zhang Xiu to join 1/1, progress reward has been sent to the backpack]

She…

She…

She…

Strategist System 057: I envy you. You’ve encountered such a proactive host. Has she become the top strategist in the realm?

Strategist System 068: Thanks for the invitation. The system’s achievements have been exhausted, and the host has proclaimed herself emperor.

Imperial Chronicler: May I ask why you chose the Space Wolves Chapter?

Baldur Ironhammer: Because I was thrown there.

Imperial Chronicler: What do you think is the greatest strength of the noble Primarch?

Baldur Ironhammer: He is kind to his own people.

Imperial Chronicler: How did you become so powerful?

Baldur Ironhammer: The investment I made with my own ability and my own efforts.

Imperial Chronicler: How do you respond to the accusations of the Imperial High Lords that you are hiding a secret?

Baldur Ironhammer: Wait a moment.

Baldur picked up the communicator and dialed a number: Tell the Thirteenth Company, I want to eat fish!

This is a story about a Criminal Police Department Captain who had crossed into the world of the Red Mansion and made a name for himself as Sun Shaozong, the famous detective.

The leading role of the story was originally the Jia’s family. However, with this newly passed-through character of the Captain from the modern world, he started a brand new story.

He was not interested in reciting poetry, did not like to get involved in family conflicts, and did not care about the imperial examination. All he was interested in was solving cases. He became famous in officialdom with his ability to solve cases, and interpreted the Red Mansions from the perspective of a real man!

[Mortal Cultivation Stream] + [Scheming and Dark-Bellied] + [Every Step Is Perilous] + [Cunning Strategies] + [Numerous Beauties]

A young man stumbles upon a mysterious spatial treasure,

only to be suddenly teleported into the middle of a fierce duel between two powerful cultivators!

By sheer accident, he saves a beautiful immortal fairy poisoned by a rare and deadly toxin.

Grateful, she takes him back to her sect — and so begins his journey on the path of cultivation.

Soon, he discovers that the jade pendant he possesses has heaven-defying powers.

He starts cultivating spiritual herbs and throws himself into relentless training.

He advances step by step:

Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul, Divine Transformation...

until he finally ascends to the Immortal Realm and becomes a Dao Patriarch.

But — cultivation is endless.

Little did he know, beyond the Immortal Realm lies the God Realm,

home to Immortal Kings, Immortal Emperors, Supreme Immortals —

and even more terrifying: God Kings and God Emperors!

“I suddenly discovered that this world is dangerous today.” Bai Zhi looked grave as he typed out a line of text on his computer.

“When I went out today, I came across some poor guy getting bitten by another person. Luckily, a few brave guys rushed out to bring the criminal to justice, but when the person who was bitten struggled to stand up, he was immediately beaten to the ground by one of those who had supposedly saved him—and then, they called the police! I’ve watched more than enough modern movies to know what happened. The zombie was taken out before the virus could spread.”

“Last time, you told us about a few guys saving humanity from an alien invasion… This time, it’s a zombie outbreak?”

There was an exasperated response from the chat box.

“So how was that dangerous?”

“There are also several girls who are fighting tooth and nail for a piece of me! It’s totally Hell in here, don’t you think it’s dangerous!?”

“???”

Set in the 26th year of the Republic of China, Shanghai’s foreign concessions are a battlefield hidden in plain sight—teams of spies, military agents, and corrupt officials vie for control.

Chen Zhifei, once a humble police constable at the Meilan precinct, is suddenly promoted to “Chief Detective,” prized by various factions for his sharp insight and uncanny ability to gather intelligence.

He’s recruited by the Military Intelligence Bureau, courted by the Special Higher Police, and included among the puppet government’s inner circles... all because he awakened the Daily Intelligence System, granting him one critical piece of intel each morning.

With this knowledge, he walks the shadows of espionage, manipulating enemies and allies alike.

[God of War + Single Female Lead + Comedy]

A certain Confucian and Taoist master: "In terms of immeasurable merits and virtues, I am not as good as Chen Tianxing!"

A certain Sakyamuni Buddha said: "Donor Chen has a deep affinity with Buddha. I am ashamed to be inferior to him!"

The monks of the Demon Realm: "We had no choice before, now we just want to be good people under the leadership of the leader..."

A newbie on the righteous side trembled in fear: "Newbies, if you don't understand, just ask, are the big guys talking about the murderous and evil old demon Chen?"

System: Ding! Congratulations on inheriting four Dark Altars and becoming the Lord of Darkness!

Serea: Huh?

System: Ding! Suitable vessel selected. Implanting in progress…

Serea: Hmm?

System: Ding! You have obtained your initial class — Blood Queen (Blood Altar), and gained your basic building unit — Blood Well!

Serea: Wait a minute!

System: Ding! You have obtained your second class — Undead Queen (Death Altar), and gained your basic building unit — Plague Graveyard!

Serea: I said wait a second!

System: Ding! You have obtained…

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In short, this is a story about a girl (very mysteriously, of course) who casually inherits four dark altars and is thrown into another world by an unscrupulous system.

Summary: Would you like to become a succubus? Even if you'll be misunderstood and no one will read it, I'll still build a deck. It doesn't touch upon the existing world of D&D, uses a mix of settings from various editions (except for 4th edition), minimizes data, and includes some random monsters created by the author...

The Outland God Anaric has many names. It is the evil god recognized by the secular world, the polluter of the world, the corrupter of souls, the invisible and intangible darkness and the end, leading everything to the end of collapse and extinction. The last time Anaric came to reality, all babies born within eleven years had no self-awareness, and only deformed bodies continued to devour and excrete endlessly.

However, believers who worship it claim that Anaric is the true god, the only god who has no origin and is not created, and has always existed. The gods that are widely worshipped today are nothing more than demons born from the breath of the true gods. To believe in them is to destroy the freedom of one's own soul.

Cesar doesn't know which is true and which is false, but Anaric's path has been like a bone-eating poison, filling his soul with madness. It is forcing him to step into the fate of the shadow of the evil god step by step.

Corruption is spreading, madness is spreading in people's hearts, religious disputes have set off wars of unprecedented intensity and scale, and various races are slaughtering each other with fanatical emotions, causing war, looting, plague, famine and death all over the world, and giving birth to more and more twisted evil things.

Who can be the savior? Anyone can, but he definitely can't.