The universal wishing machine - the Holy Grail. Surrounding the Holy Grail, those who carry hatred, those who stick to their ideals, those who have dreams, and those who have missions, struggle in front of this "miracle".

Huo Yuhao: "Disrespectful people, disappear under the glory of the Pharaoh!"

Tang Ya: "The soul is weak, and the machine rises!"

Orange: "Go! Fight! And then win!"

The "Master" of another world and the "Heroic Spirit" of human history "See the roar of this monster!" "Come! Come and enjoy this forbidden feast!" "Go to hell! Damn God!"

And behind this, what is hidden is - "Hehe... Hahahaha, it's really pleasing!"

This is the story of an old unlucky person who became a Hilichurl.

The full title of this book is "Having Just Transmigrated into a Hilichurl, I Decide to Infiltrate a Human City and Begin My Leisurely Daily Life".

P.S.: This book is also known as "The Hilichurl's Counterattack," "About Me, Transmigrated into a Hilichurl," and "Is It a Mistake for a Hilichurl to Become the President of the Largest Merchant Guild in Another World?"

Tags: Genshin Impact, Teyvat, Hilichurls, game fan art.

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Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, embarks on his journey from the chaotic world of Type-Moon, conquering world after world, crushing and dominating countless realms with the iron hooves of Uruk! A tyrannical ruler with a perverse sense of pleasure, the dazzling Gate of Babylon, the filthy, dark mud… Conquer! Crush! Dominate! And countless adorable girls!!! "Put down your sword and become my wife!"

These days, time travel is nothing new. To be original, you need new methods, you need some outrageous moves. The Type-Moon crossover anime series starting with FGO, Type-Moon Heavy Industries—Fate/Extra: The Holy Grail War of the Moon, is currently being serialized! Gaia: I ask you, Soviet Marshal, would you be willing to become a Heroic Spirit under my command and work overtime every day? Su Mo: Becoming a Heroic Spirit is fine, but working overtime is impossible, I'll never work overtime in my life. Mashu: Senior, get up and work overtime! I want to experience the feeling of explosive damage output! Jeanne d'Arc Alter: You should feel honored that I've willingly come to cling to your leg. Merlin: Let's go, Kongming, with him here we can go home. Kongming: Hmm, young man, from now on, the overtime work is your responsibility.

Introduction: Please ask, Goddess, what is a god? Sariel: "He who owns people, owns things, and has all time and decision-making is a god." ... Then ask, Goddess, what is a human? Sariel: "He who keeps civilization running is a human."

Anime/manga fanfiction + multiple heroines + mid-to-late game chat group mode

The initial world was Beng Tie.

Thanks for the invitation. I'm currently on the Star Train, and I've just become a Star God of Truth. My mental state is currently good (probably).

Ben Youhuan, a carefree transmigrator, starts out awakening a council of fifteen personalities, wielding talismans in his left hand and avatars in his right, and incidentally tricking the Star God of Joy, Aha, into becoming his wife. He originally intended to peacefully remain a behind-the-scenes mastermind in Beloborg, but was forced to join the Star Train, beginning his daily routine of slacking off while saving the world on the immortal ship Luofu.

However, after a slip of the hand, I split open—literally. Sixteen "me"s staged a full-blown brawl in Luofu: arrogance strolled the streets, jealousy led to a beating, lust kidnapped a fortune teller, greed made a zero-yuan purchase and also kidnapped a timid fox, the Seven Virtues formed a group to do volunteer work... The scene was once quite chaotic.

After finally piecing "himself" back together, he even managed to cut off the Demon Yin Body for Mirror Flow (Balance Star God: Are you being polite?). He intended to use his wish to resurrect a fox-woman to repay a favor, but his hand slipped, and he summoned the ghost fleets of the three "historical landmarks" of the Immortal Ship! The three Destinies of Hunting, Pleasure, and Truth vied to buff them, and now they have become the trendiest three-destiny travelers in the universe, with an art style comparable to an armed pleasure cruise ship.

In short, this is the story of a quasi-truth star god with his split-personality harem (Pera: the main wife is here), who goes further and further down the road of saving (and ruining) the world.

PS: The failed resurrection wasn't because I'm bad, it's because my teammates (Yinyue-jun) and the opponent (Jingheng) were too terrible! PPS: I'm currently dealing with a ghost ship dispute, please don't mention it. (:з」∠)

Star Iron + I'm Not a Drama God Fanfiction + OOC Apology + Fun Person + Making Up for Regrets + Transmigrator + No Male Lead

In the Gray Realm of the God of Play, there are six world destroyers, but before the arrival of the Crimson Star, a girl descended upon this world of only black, white, and gray with a sea of ​​flowers.

She is a traveler from another world. She enters the story, changes the story, feels the story, and grows within the story. She is the daughter of the Styx and also a despicable imitator.

She stood atop an endless sea of ​​flowers, watching countless souls slumber there, her eyes filled with a smile.

(Bianbai, TieTie, Fu Hua solo fans)

An unlucky kid is transported to Honkai Impact 3rd before the technological boom. Not only is his gender changed, but he also doesn't have any cheat codes. He can only rely on the familiar plot to win a sliver of hope for survival.

After Long Lingyue crossed the end with the current civilization, she returned to her original world and was even more unlucky to be selected by the national destiny to become a contestant, but the content of the national destiny was the Collapse Iron.

Long Lingyue: Huh? Honkai Impact 3? But I'm from Honkai Impact 3.

(The protagonist only knows the plot of Honkai Impact 3rd, not the plot of Honkai Impact 3rd.)

Russell is redundant data (Redun-0) from the Onpharos simulation program simulated by the scepter. He was born in the first year of the strife-era world, embarking on the path of a healer, a path that has lasted a millennium. Until the Black Tide engulfed Onpharos, plunging the world into ruin. He came to a crystal-clear blue giant tree and touched this magical tree. "Branch of the World, do you have pity on the branches and leaves of this world? Perhaps I can grasp hope..." Every time the Black Tide destroyed the world, he would touch the Branch of the World—that giant tree that condensed memories, sealing the joys and sorrows of his past life into its fruit, and then he would enter the cycle of reincarnation again to seek hope. When the 33.55 millionth fruit, curled up among the roots on the verge of collapse, its silver hair soaked with the blood and tears of billions of dead souls. "Is salvation... truly meaningful?" As despair gnawed at the remnants of souls, the Healer heard the plea and came treading through the starlight and frost. He embraced him. "Your thirty million acts of benevolence have pierced the illusion of eternal night." "This is not in vain. It is proof of the existence of reincarnation. You shall receive this crown." "Swallow it. It is the placenta for your new life." A crimson pomegranate seed was fed to Russell. At that moment, the Imperial Scepter malfunctioned wildly, and an Envoy of Abundance was hatching within his body…