The world is in turmoil, countless space cracks appear in the apocalypse world, countless monsters from other worlds appear, and humanity is in danger.

Some people awakened their profession and became the best.

Lu Chenzhou was lucky to awaken to a profession, but unfortunately, he only awakened to be a boatman.

The natal ship was just a small wooden boat, and countless people shook their heads and sighed.

Don't panic.

Find out about the infinite evolution of talents.

Small wooden boat-battleship-floating giant ship

If you're not sitting at the table, you're definitely lying on the menu.

If you have nothing, then your life is your only capital.

Song Heping, who went to the war zone to make money due to life pressure, was accidentally involved in the war and was inexplicably elected as the boss of a defense company by a group of Russians.

Who still wants to be a mercenary these days?

I want to sell arms, and I want to sell coffee cups worth dozens of dollars for more than a thousand dollars.

I'm selling that $9 socket for $299.

I want to sell goats, millions of dollars each...

Don't ask, and don't come to audit. Whether you're from the National Audit Office or the CIA, we'll send you packing...

My name is Song Heping.

I came, I conquered, I am king.

Don't call me the "Lord of War", I love peace,...

Without might, one cannot vanquish bandits; without force, one cannot rule the world. Llane Rivers, having traveled across Westeros and become the sole male heir to the Rivers family of Harrenhal, chooses the path of Prime Minister in the face of the impending War of the Five Kings. "Joffrey, this is freshly made chicken soup." "Joffrey, why are you rebelling?" "Joffrey, I told you not to call me deadaddy. Call me the King's Father, the Regent."

Elves rule plants, dragons control minerals, monsters and sea monsters rule the mountains, and knights rule the world. Cruze only wants to farm; fighting isn't necessary for him; all he needs to do is be a qualified lord. A sincere return to fantasy farming novels, please collect and support!

Do you believe in the Imperial Truth? I admire the first person to make a deal with the Four Gods; they might even end up paralyzed on the toilet. Yellow-skinned man, when I build the Warp Pump, I'll definitely make you awaken. Those who awaken will eventually step down from the Golden Throne. Finally, let me say this: technology is accelerating! 'Solar Tomahawk', 'Thor Mech', 'Arc Generator', 'Hyperspace Rail', 'Warp Drive', 'Cybercles', 'Aether Phase Drive', 'The Reincarnation of the Om Messiah'. That's all—'Made in Stellaris!' Serious version: Leon, who traveled to the remote Warhammer of the M32 era, became a soulless being. With the knowledge he had gained from many other science fiction works before his travels, he transformed himself into a priest of the Mechanicum. While replicating the technologies of various other worlds in the Warhammer universe, he began to spread the light of reason brought by the truth and technology of the Empire in this cesspool of a universe. He punched the greenskins, kicked the Chaos, gathered the traitor legions, and reshaped the future of mankind... In theory, this is how it should have been. Looking at the closed gate of the Terra Palace in front of him, Leon said with tears in his eyes: "Open the door! I really am here to save the Emperor from the toilet!"

When Roland opened his eyes, he was stunned. There was no heaven or hell, only the hell of the hive city, smelling of engine oil and rust, and the numb report of the attendant: "My lord, the lower levels are out of food again." He started on a broken planet, his subjects so hungry that they gnawed on moss.

Fortunately, there is a cheat for time travel!

A screen flashed before my eyes: [Mission: Plant 1000 units of corn! Reward: Water Purification Blueprint!]

As Chaos warbands burn, slaughter, and plunder across the galaxy, as green-skinned orcs roar "Waaagh!", and as Tyranids devour the stars...

Governor Roland is leading his hungry ghost subjects in the iron ruins of the hive city: building high walls, storing grain, constructing warships, and slowly becoming king!

In the dark fortieth millennium, in the Purgatory Galaxy. "Didn't you say that I could take the template of the End to Beng Tieshuang? Can you explain to me why we are here!!!" "Didn't you say we were going to the Galaxy!!!" "But not this Galaxy, and aren't you Hyperion? Why are you jumping on the Star Train?" "Don't waste time. If we want to go back, we need to keep exploring new worlds and laying star tracks." "???" Looking at the crazy modified version of Hyperion, Zhou Ye fell into silence. . Then he looked at the golden flames behind him. After a brief silence, Zhou Ye said... "Run, run quickly, I don't want to be caught by the yellow-skinned guy. That guy wants me to be the emperor of mankind. Can't I just bypass the subspace and lay the tracks directly? Is it that serious?"

The emperor who killed 50,000 imperial guards with his bare hands, the Holy Emperor of Liang, was seriously injured in his later years and his life expectancy was short, so he could die at any time. At this time, the court and the country were in turmoil, and the heroes of the world were rising up, ready to rush over; foreign enemy countries were eyeing and coveting him, the generals and mercenaries on the border were self-reliant, there were three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand ambitious families; behind the scenes, there were also the high and mighty immortals, who used all living beings as chess pieces and the dynasty as chessboard, devouring the luck; the Holy Emperor of Liang smiled when he saw the fate of the true son of heaven!

Ministers: Your Majesty, no one is immortal. As the saying goes, life and death are determined by fate, as are wealth and honor...

Emperor Sheng of Liang: That’s right, wealth and honor are achieved through risk. All of us below me are your subjects. If you want your subjects to die, today is the day you die!

Kill a first-rank traitor, and the fate of the true emperor will take effect, and you will gain one year of life.

Concubine: You are a tyrant. You broke up our lovers and now you are killing my whole family. Return my family members’ lives to me.

Emperor Sheng of Liang: Of course, I never like wasting food...

Kill a first-rank demon concubine, and your fate will take effect, granting you ten years of life.

The Immortals: As the Son of Heaven, how dare you go against the will of heaven?

Emperor Liang Sheng: What are you talking about? Since you know that I am the master of destiny, why don't you kneel down quickly?

Kill a first-grade Xuanxian and gain a thousand years of life!

…

Many years later, all nations submitted, and all immortals bowed their heads, but in their hearts they cursed this damned Liang Shengdi. Why did his life have no end? Why didn't he die?

[No system + Growing the economy + War + Smart and ruthless leader]

My name is Lucas, but I like it when people call me Comrade.

After I was reborn, I had only two choices: give up or fight.

People used to think I was weak and dumb. But in just 20 years, I turned a poor little country into the strongest and brightest country in Africa.

[Arknights x Project Moon]

After transmigrating into the world of Arknights, Lin Yi finds himself turned into a mobile city.

But when he spots Sweepers patrolling the alleys and streets, he realizes something is very wrong.

Buhao! This is Project Moon "The City"! You're telling me this thing counts as a mobile city?!

So let me get this straight—you're asking a city with zero Singularity tech to take on an entire district by itself?

Luckily, Lin Yi still has a well. With this single well, he can draw forth tools, artifacts—even identities—from across the multiverse. And so, a brand-new path begins to unfold.

“Hey, friend—interested in becoming a Fixer? First-time sign-up gets a free identity, no strings attached!”

...

Years later, Lin Yi stands at the heart of his bustling, human-centered city—gazing at the many people before him, each overlaid with personas drawn from countless realities—and recalls the afternoon he first became a mobile city.

Talulah · Fixer Identity : "Speak. I will protect all that belongs to Ursus."

Skadi · Ishmael Identity : "My mistake? I’d say it’s all thanks to me!"

Ch’en Hui-chieh · Dayan Emperor Identity : "I came to this city and saw vitality—life in full bloom, thriving in every corner."

W · Red Mist Identity : "Tell me—what does 'power' really mean?"

Lin Yi : “So... who’s next to tell their story?”