This is a story about a gear boy. Although he didn't become a space warrior, he wants to tell everyone who hasn't traveled through time: As long as we and Big Head are here, the Empire's combat effectiveness is still 99%, and humanity will still stand firm! In the name of the holy binary, loudly praise Ohm Messiah. All glory to the God of All Machines. Praise together. Praise machinery, praise steel. You are the master who casts all things, the apocalypse that destroys everything. Evaporate, burn, and cast. Steel is eternal, machinery is immortal, and the way of steel is materialism. Machinery is the truth. More is better, bigger is beautiful. Billions of turrets are your glory. Roaring engines are your sermons. (The author is not a serious person, so the story is not a serious story. ps: GW's story setting is too ridiculous. In order to make the story more rigorous and reasonable, I changed it. If you don't like it, please don't criticize)

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."

[Cyberpunk 2077 Base + DLC] + [Edgewalker] + [Cyberpunk Board Game Settings] Some say he's the mistress of Night City's "V." But others say he's the true "V" of Night City. Some say he's Night City's most reliable mercenary, willing to take down any company if the money's in his pocket. But others say he's Night City's least reliable mercenary. Even if he accepts a commission, if something he encounters during the mission disgusts him, he'll cancel it on the spot—or even turn around and kill the client. He's a man who changed Night City, considered by many to be the fourth legendary hacker after Batmos, Ultra, and Spider-Murphy. But in reality... Alex Mercer's own vision is quite simple. "This world is too filthy. I just want to burn everything that's in my way to ashes." Of course, before that, he has to solve a problem. First, he has to escape from Arasaka's hacker academy with Lucy and the other children—but for him, that doesn't seem like a difficult task. When you encounter an enemy, you overclock your brain, then a prosthetic malfunction and synaptic meltdown will instantly kill them. Isn't that how we hacker players usually do it? ...PS: I already have two excellent fan fictions. Even the most flopped ones have never been discontinued once they're published. Ten thousand copies a day after they're published is standard practice. Veteran authors, please bookmark and read. Come on, let's burn this world to ashes together!

Because the plot of Cyberpunk 2077 is a bit rough, the otaku Yu Le played it several times but still couldn't save Jack. Just when he turned off the game and switched to Warframe to play, he traveled through time and space, and traveled to the world of Cyberpunk 2077 with Warframe's technology.

In the cold winter of 1854, the small workshop in Genoa was on the verge of bankruptcy.

A mechanical engineer disguised himself as a fatherless military cadet, faced with a mountain of burlap, predatory loan sharks, and a mother with swollen eyes.

He grabbed a piece of war news from The Times and gambled his family's lives:

"I'll make the Brits' winter clothes!"

► 【The sewing machine is my Gatling gun! 】

★ Improved cotton fluffing machine? The Widow's Assembly Line boosts productivity!

Bribing Russian POWs? Confessions from Black Sea corpses become a deadly bargaining chip!

★ Gambling against the British Consul? The Ladder Agreement contains a sinister clause!

When the first pot of gold came into his pocket, he blatantly tore off his merchant coat——

► [From Bronze Ledger to Iron Throne]

❗ Newspaper predicts war: signed article ignites Turin, Cavour personally recruits!

❗ Private army surprise attack on the fortress: Nitroglycerin shatters the Bourbon dynasty, and thousands of black shirts are crowned knights on a bloody journey!

❗ Monopoly of sulfur hegemony: "One ton of sulfur for ten tons of grain", harvesting Sicily during famine!

In the turbulent times of roaring steam engines, he grasped the magic of bonds with his left hand and manipulated the struggle for supremacy among the great powers with his right hand:

Prussian-Austrian battlefield pits Austrian ships: sulfur-mixed coal explodes boiler, and Veneto is taken!

The Pope's Treasury moves gold: 50-year bonds to redeem the Holy City, and the Vatican is furious!

Suez secretly seizes shares: bottom-fishing at the window of France's defeat and strangling the throat of Europe and Asia!

When the Italian crown was crowned, he looked out over the Mediterranean:

"The so-called Caesar is nothing more than making the world believe—

The shadow that sits upon the Iron Throne is a god!"