[DND] [Baldur's Gate] [Warlock] [Goddess of Magic's Chosen] A group-playing enthusiast named Levi encounters a dump truck and wakes up in Baldur's Gate—starting with 1 health! He's a Warlock! The system is frantically popping up reminders for quests! "Is this traversal level hellish?!" Even more outrageous—his clan leader is a swordswoman who can transform into a silver-haired beauty, and the Goddess of Magic is secretly giving him private goods. While other Warlocks rely on their clan leaders for survival, he's constantly being "trained" by both the clan leader and the Goddess. In the land of Faerun, ruled by dice girls, he uses his charm level 16 to talk down NPCs and his magic to change fates. But he always fails miserably on Dexterity checks! He can dodge a giant axe, but not a priestess. When the DND meme becomes reality—"DM! Why is this Warlock so good at fighting, healing, and flirting?!" "Because... he's truly God's Chosen!" Welcome...

[A farming story set in two worlds: managing a small island in the Earth world and a small sect in the cultivation world] [No system + lighthearted humor + game elements] Liu Changxing, a college graduate, was randomly summoned to another world by a low-level cultivator while looking for a job. He signed a contract and became a "servant" disciple.

He obtained the "Nameless Summoning Technique" after his master's death, and skillfully used it to summon people with spiritual roots from the Earth to become his disciples, establishing small sects. Through interaction between the two worlds, the sects gradually grew stronger...

[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…

"Doctor, for the past ten days, I've been hearing someone calling my name in my sleep."

“Mr. Huang Tian, ​​you are hallucinating.”

“I’m sure I heard it.”

"Then you have anxiety somatization."

"Anxiety somatization?"

"Anyway, you're fine, don't worry. Just don't smoke or drink, go to bed early and get up early, and relax, and you'll be alright."

"..."

On September 5th, I went to see a doctor, who said I had no illness whatsoever, which put my mind at ease. However, that afternoon I was laid off from my job.

On September 6th, I tried not to think about anything before going to sleep, and I actually slept soundly until dawn. However, when I opened my eyes, I was horrified to hear someone calling my name. This was the first time I had heard these voices while fully awake.

On September 7th, I didn't sleep all day and looked haggard because I kept hearing ghostly calls in my ears, day and night.

On September 8th, I was overjoyed because I discovered that I could not only turn off the voices calling my name, but also see the scene of the people talking about me—could I be a god?

September 9th…

Some time later, just when I thought my superpowers were over, I vaguely heard tens of thousands of people shouting in unison, "The heavens are dead, the yellow heavens shall rise."

I was stunned: Is this also the Yellow Heaven?

Wang Hui, the assistant of the short video team, overnight, had a lot of inexplicable shooting ideas in his mind, and under the impetus of one coincidence after another, he broke into the entertainment industry and began his weird and brilliant acting career

[Group portrait + game invasion + group crossover]

Yang Yixie has recently become obsessed with a pixel game called "Wasteland Era." As a mechanic, his motto is:

There's no problem that an RPG can't solve; if there is, just add another round of machine gun fire.

So he became obsessed with using explosion art to write his self-declaration on pixelated wasteland, living a carefree and happy life.

At the same time, news reports featured the tearful tales of other returning players, their blood and tears testifying to the reality and cruelty of that world.

Just after Yang Yixie finally ascended to the "crown" of the most wanted person in the entire server, the two worlds were merged.

The world roared and tore apart, the real smoke of battle filling his lungs.

Amidst the ruins, countless sorcerers and mercenaries fixed their murderous gazes on him.

Gazing at the real ruins before him and countless murderous gazes, Yang Yixie silently placed his fingers on the keyboard.

"It's not a big problem, I can still handle it."

Transmigrated to a fantasy world of swords and magic, Heath becomes an ordinary apothecary apprentice. But by chance, he becomes bound to a mysteriously powerful [Profession Manual]. With the manual, he can quickly take on jobs, activate special job skills, allocate skill points, and level up, reaching the pinnacle of various ordinary professions. [Apothecary Apprentice] can activate the job skill [Quick Sorting]; [Blacksmith Apprentice] can activate the job skill [Quick Forging Templates]; [Apothecary] can activate the job skill [Advanced Potion Preparation]... And so, Heath prepares to take on various different jobs, becoming the most popular guy in town besides the adventurers. Until—"These heretics actually sacrificed the entire village!" Heath changes his job to [Warrior], angrily shouldering his weapon, and walks into the Adventurers' Guild. [Warrior] can activate...

"Take this apartment."

"Wear this watch."

"Here, take this card."

"I told you, I'll take care of you."

Lin Yi looked at Yoona's domineering demeanor and smiled. He was almost full from being a kept man.

Just then, a laugh came from behind.

"Oppa, when are you going to do something naughty? Take me with you!"

Looking back, a lovely girl stood smiling sweetly in the sunlight, radiant and charming.

[Urban setting, Feng Shui, physiognomy, Taoist priests, multiple female protagonists]

Zhou Fan, a wandering sorcerer, obtained a beast-patterned seal that recognized him as its master. From then on, he became proficient in magic and entered the Dao, but all he wanted to do was make money.

“Good sister, I swear to God I will never be fickle, or may I be struck by lightning.”

"Oh no! A bolt of lightning is coming! I'm doomed..."

"Oh! I almost forgot, I can withstand heavenly lightning."

In Jing Qian's sea of consciousness, a stele rose up. On this stele, all the strokes and drawings were written, all of which were his own destiny.

When destiny and law intersect and are engraved on the destiny stele, a destiny is formed.

The destiny contains the innate roots and potential, and also determines the acquired achievements and practice.

Let's see Jing Qian cast destiny into a sword, cut off the soul and ascend to immortality!

...

[Destiny: Waves, singing on the waves, dancing with the waves! ]

[Destiny: Sumeru, mustard seeds have Sumeru, dust contains the universe! ]

[Destiny: Tushita furnace, luring with absurd words, enjoying Tushita's joy! ]...

...

The fire of destiny burns the body, Sumeru determines the way, singing on the waves, casting swords like dragons, sewing souls and weaving spirits, Tushita furnace tripod, I carve a stele myself to cast longevity.