[Japanese Fantasy][Dungeon][Slow Pace][Team Adventure][Multiple Heroines] Having transmigrated to a world of swords and magic, Li Ang, having completed the original game, knows that the end of the world could come at any moment. For his own safety, Li Ang constantly levels up, recruits main characters, and grows stronger. In shared battles, the favorability of characters like the Holy Maiden of the Church, the Sword King's Female General, the Mage's Daughter, and the Light Elf slowly exceeds 100%, and something miraculous happens. [You unlocked the Holy Maiden's core skill][You greatly increased your magic power limit by replenishing mana][You unlocked Sword King-level sword skills]... Until the final, devastating end arrives, Li Ang smiles: "You, too, are my wings!"... [Light Elf's Diary] [Today I met a decent-looking man who wanted to make a bet with me. I'm feeling depressed. This is a new...]

[This is a fanfiction of The Walking Dead, featuring Arthur Morgan. It focuses on the plot and has a slow-burn pace. Even those unfamiliar with The Walking Dead or Red Dead Redemption can understand it.]

The legendary Arthur Morgan, weakened by tuberculosis, ultimately succumbed to Micah's clutches and witnessed his final sunrise from a cliff edge. Unexpectedly, a deer led him to a completely new world, filled with bloodthirsty monsters—the walkers…

Lin Jin, who transmigrated into the world of Detective Conan, discovered something amiss with his dreams. In one dream, he unleashed a barrage of attacks on Ran, but the next day, she lost her match due to a muscle strain. He dreamt that Eri Kisaki was investigating a case of female assault, and he offered to help, cooperating in reenacting the case, which gave Eri a breakthrough the next day. He dreamt that he trained with Sun Wukong, and the next day he had eight-pack abs. "It's a pity dreams are random, otherwise…" Lin Jin felt quite regretful. If he could, this thing would be far more useful than time stop.

Hein traveled to another world and became a member of the Holy Light Church. The Holy Kingdom led by the Holy Light Church is the most powerful force on this continent. But Hein was not happy. Because his profession was a necromancer who was hunted by the Holy Light Church. Fortunately, he was just a small servant who was ignored by the Holy Light Church and no one cared about him. Hein decided to keep a low profile and live in seclusion forever. The fighting outside the Holy Light Church caused mountains to collapse and floods to rage. What does it have to do with a small character like me? However, as he was living in seclusion, he found that he had become the brightest new star of the Holy Light Church and the last hope of mankind? (I have been a necromancer, this is not a random post)

[Mortal Flow][Longevity Flow][Steady Path][Steady] Wang Hai is reincarnated into a cultivation world, becoming a third-rate alchemist in the marketplace. He has mediocre talent and low status, and initially thought immortality was hopeless. Fortunately, he awakens the Dao Inquiry Golden Chapter. His left hand holds a panel, a permanent certificate. With effort, success is assured. His right hand holds a divination, one divination per day. He only seeks opportunities, never taking risks. [Today's Divination - Auspicious]: You are anxious and go fishing by the river, catching a first-grade low-rank pill inheritance jade slip. [Today's Divination - Inauspicious]: You have just left the marketplace when you are targeted by a thief. You exhaust your talismans and escape severely injured. [Today's Divination - Very Auspicious]: You go to the marketplace to trade and discover a tattered array flag. Although it is ineffective, it contains a second-grade high-rank array inheritance. [Today's Divination - Very Inauspicious]: Three Foundation Establishment cultivators besiege you...

[Era setting + System + Time Travel + Single Female Lead]

Lu Yuanfan travels back to 1989.

The original owner of this body was a complete scoundrel who squandered the child support money his brother sent back, and even stole his sister-in-law's salary to gamble and frequent dance halls.

The sister-in-law was raising two children alone, working hard in a textile factory, but the original owner took it all for granted.

Lu Yuanfan, who had transmigrated here, looked at all of this and just wanted to curse: What a fucking bastard!

He vowed to change everything!

Activate the all-around repair system, starting with repairing ceiling fans, radios, and televisions, and make a name for yourself in the county with your excellent skills!

He slapped the face of his neighbors who looked down on him.

They crushed the unscrupulous repair shop owner in the south of the city.

Help the dance hall owner solve a major problem and gain valuable connections!

Starting from a small stall in the West Market, he gradually opened shops, set up factories, and built a business empire!

Lu Jun was completely dumbfounded when he opened his eyes—he had transmigrated into the body of the little golden crow in the Lich King arc, what a hellish start!

Fortunately, the decision-making system arrived, giving him a glimmer of hope.

Faced with a choice, Lu Jun realized her mistake and decisively chose to use moral blackmail.

He modified the supreme killing Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array into a primordial open-source project, and conveniently tied the array to himself.

From then on, his fate was in his own hands: if he lived, he would bring blessings to the world; if he died, the great formation would collapse, the primordial sky would disappear, and the immeasurable calamity would arrive ahead of schedule.

The sage was torn, wanting to advance the Great Kalpa, yet afraid to touch this self-destructing truck.

After all, whoever possesses such karma will die.

Lu Jun: "So it turns out that as long as I have no morals, I can live so happily. What else is there to say? Let's just go and destroy them."

(The rating has just been released and will increase later.)

(This book is also known as: The Primordial Era: The Great Dao is Silent, Only Bestowing Merit), The Primordial Era: The Happy Every Day of the Self-Destructing Truck, The Primordial Era: Lu Jun Frowns, Ready to Explode with the Other Party, The Primordial Era: The Great Dao's Most Beloved Child, The Primordial Era: I Am the Heavenly Emperor, Suppressing All Enemies)

Ice and snow sealed away civilization, and storms extinguished steam—this was the post-Victorian era when a prosperous steam-powered civilization was destroyed by the harsh cold.

As a bishop banished to the frigid north by a mere decree, he fights for lost power, forging a fortress of faith amidst blizzards and apocalypse, guiding lost sheep through mercury and steam.

“I am not a shepherd, I am just a psychoanalyst who couldn’t find a job and was looking for another one.” — Bishop of the St. Lucia Winter Cathedral, Diocese of Speyside, the prayer master of the seven northern cities, the gatekeeper of Eden, the enemy of the frost giants, the remnant of the golden age, the keeper of the secrets of the old civilization, the spiritual mentor and psychiatrist of legendary knights, archmages, kings, popes, the poor, and wanderers. Siren Dellandt said this.

(This is a slice-of-life story; feel free to read a sample.)

Name: Chen Jingle

Age: 30

[Occupation: Low-level Mortal]

[New class triggered: Spirit Plant Master.]

Should I choose to change jobs and advance my career?

Chen Jingle: ? ? ?

What have I done to you? Is this still in China?

[Steam Magic] [Cthulhu] [SCP Foundation]

Please note that the following files are only available to investigators at Level 1 or above. Please double-check your own security clearance level before reading.

If one reads the archives in violation of regulations or illegally accesses God's creations, the following may occur:

1. Your shadow might stalk you on a rainy night and try to murder you;

2. The church bells will turn you into a breeding ground for pale moths;

3. You might drown in a glass of azure liquid;

4. When the nightingale begins to sing, you will become its servant…

To preserve your sanity and maintain the integrity of your soul, please remember the Investigator's Code. Join me in solemnly swearing an oath to the Seven Gods—

We will never submit to divine law; we vow to restore order.

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Best of luck.