Create different characters and experience wonderful lives. The story begins with transmigrating into the body of a mascot emperor in an alternate world. Through the Book of a Hundred Lives, one can experience different lifetimes and receive rewards by completing tasks. Restoring the royal family’s glory is our generation’s unshirkable duty!

Within the Book of a Hundred Lives:

I became the Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect and debated the Dao with the Wonderful Lotus Saintess. As a result, her dao heart shattered and thousands of black threads grew from her mind.

I became a down-and-out scholar and saved a white snake. I helped her successfully overcome tribulation and transform into the last true dragon in the world, but she said she would never let me go for all eternity.

I became an elder of the Dragon Spring Sword Sect and took in a disciple. I cultivated her into the world’s first sword immortal, but she came to hate me to the bone.

Finally, one day, I reclaimed imperial power. Thinking I had reached the other shore while walking on thin ice, suddenly the sky above the imperial capital split open with ten-thousand-zhang dark clouds!

A massive white dragon head emerged from the cloud layer, staring at me intently.

Wasn’t this supposed to be about experiencing life? How did everything become real?

[Civil War] [Business War] [Calm and Decisive] [Gilded Age] [Technological Explosion]

Alan, a business elite, died in a car accident under a heavy truck, but his soul accidentally traveled to New York in 1860 and became a 19-year-old Irish youth with nothing.

With only $75 in his pocket, he built a canning factory from scratch using modern business thinking, expanding it to become a company. During the turbulent years of the Civil War, his assets soared thanks to precise planning.

With the advent of the Gilded Age, he expanded into oil, steel, military industry, railroads, and even ventured into media, real estate, electrical technology, and the hotel industry. From a contemporary elite to a 19th-century pauper, how did he create a multi-faceted, top-tier family tycoon in America a century ago?

Chu Guang, who had traveled to the post-apocalyptic world, discovered that he had unlocked a shelter system and was able to summon creatures named “player” from the previous world.

From that day on, the whole post-apocalyptic world became like a game.

After traveling to Qianyuan Continent, Xu Chuan was born with a bloodline genealogy.

With each generation, a page of the bloodline genealogy will be derived, giving birth to multiple talents.

As an ancestor of a generation, Xu Chuan has three talent bonuses, namely [Dragon Spirit and Tiger Fierceness], [Daily Divination], and [Heaven Rewards Hard Work].

After adulthood, Xu Chuan married and had children, multiplied, and developed and expanded the family with his descendants.

The Xu family started as a tenant at the bottom, rose in the countryside, and finally became an immortal and long-lived family.

On that day, the fog blocked everything.

On that day, he became the captain of a ghost ship.

On that day, he stepped through the thick fog and confronted a completely subverted and fragmented world— the old order had vanished, strange phenomena dominated the endless seas beyond civilized society, and isolated island city-states and fleets of ships challenged the sea that had become the last ember of lights for the civilized world. All of this while the shadows of the old days were still stirring in the deep sea, waiting to devour this world that was about to die.

But for the new captain of the ghost ship Vanished, there was only one question he had to consider first — Who knows how to drive this ship?!

"A group of stolen wonderful souls, a brave man's power, and a classic bitter start as a catalyst!"

"Such a savior... Damn, how did the mushrooms fall in!?"

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Lin Jun, who was inexplicably reincarnated into a mushroom, was blocked by various monsters in the depths of the dungeon at the beginning.

Without hands, feet, or eyes, he survived by relying on the plug-in of decomposing corpses and plundering skills.

He even opened up a mushroom garden in the dungeon, intending to reverse the dungeon bit by bit.

All this is to be able to see the sun again one day.

Until that day, a silly Duke's daughter who was turned into a mushroom fell from above.

It also attracted a team of diamond-level adventurers who came to rescue.

Lin Jun, who got a ride inexplicably, found that this was not a dungeon at all, but a buffet paradise!

Unconsciously, the fungus blanket covered every corner of the dungeon. All the dead bodies became its nutrients.

The mushrooms even grew out of the dungeon in search of more...

"Wait, this is really not a Zerg script?"

Elements: [A worldview with a bit of everything] + [Inhuman protagonist] + [The mastermind]

【Food】【No CP】【Daily】【Funny】【Eating well】【Warmth】【Healing】

Traveling through a parallel world, Lin Zhou was accidentally bound to a random food system.

A random location every week, random food, and different customers.

Selling steamed buns at the entrance of the park, selling preserved egg and lean meat porridge on the top of the mountain, and selling candied haws at the entrance of the school.

All the food is mouth-watering and can't be stopped.

Just when the endless stream of diners couldn't forget the food on the stalls...

"Fuck, where is the boss selling steamed buns?"

"I started climbing the mountain in the middle of the night, and I didn't even sleep because I was afraid it would be too late, just for this bowl of porridge! But the boss ran away?"

"No, where is the candied haws? It's not windy or rainy, and my child is crying with greed! Where did the candied haws seller go?"

However, when all the diners found that whether it was steamed buns or candied haws, it was actually the same boss, but the stall location was never fixed, and the things sold were different every time, but they were all the same mouth-watering...

The diners were anxious.

"Okay, okay, you're forcing me, right?"

"Hello, is this the TV station? How much does it cost to post a missing person notice here?"

New book "I'm just a cook, director, please stop making a fuss"

"I have repeatedly emphasized that the atmosphere in the world of immortality is inherently crooked, and I am not the one who caused it. They say history books are written by the victors, so why do people always frame me when I win?" Lu Yang Jianxian said in an interview with reporters. , expressing great anger.

the next day.

"I have repeatedly emphasized that I have distorted the atmosphere in the world of immortality. History is written by the victors. I won!" Lu Yang Jianxian said in an interview with reporters, expressing great anger. ——"Xiuxian Daily" reports for you.

Note: If you are not interested in elementary and junior high school, you can skip it and start from the high school chapter.

Chitong traveled to the anime world of "Slam Dunk" and became a newly born rich boy, and got a new name, Chitong Lingyu.

As his consciousness regained consciousness, a system was loading in his mind.

First month: 1%...

Second month: 2%...

Third month: 3%...

…

Wait and wait! Wait and wait!

Finally, one day 8 years later, the system was finally loaded.

【Akagi Seijuro Template】

Thus, a dual personality was born.

Eye of the Emperor, Perfect Pass, Ankle Terminator, Ultra-Wide Range Defense, 100% Steal Chance, Zone...

At this moment, Chitong Lingyu will rule the world.

“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”

“I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to devour soil and rocks, digging out underground cities, just to park their steel carriages beneath the surface.”

“I saw with my own eyes that they fed glowing ores into an everlasting stellar furnace, unleashing a radiance brighter than the sun.”

“I saw with my own eyes all those indescribable things.”

“Their iron birds covered the sky, their steel ships filled the ocean, their war machines tore the earth asunder, and their gods walked upon the world.”

“You must think I’m mad.”

“But it doesn’t matter.”

“It has already seen you.”

***

Oil is Its blood.

Thick smoke is Its breath.

Ore and steel are Its food.

The countless cargo ships in the harbors are Its myriad offspring.

The place of origin stamped in the corner is Its silent mockery.

They claim they are mere mortals.

Child, you’d best not argue.

You must understand:

Their technology is beyond comprehension.

Their production capacity is unimaginable.

A mere glimpse of their creations will drive you insane.

Their morale surpasses even the most fanatical worshippers of dark gods.

How will you stop them?

With your sword, child? Or your flesh and blood?

You should be grateful that they still consider themselves mortals.

***

“I’ve finished building my factory, and now you’re telling me this world runs on idealism?!”

“Wait, then what the hell did I just create?”