This is a mansion far from the imperial capital, standing beside a perpetually fog-shrouded forest in the north. From afar, it resembles a majestic and magnificent castle, with countless rooms inside. Living in this mansion is none other than Allen Heinmus, the young master of the prestigious Howard family of the Soma Empire. Every morning, he begins with a "peephole."

(3.6 million words, 8,000 average subscriptions. The old book "Monster Hunter: Hunter's Notes" has been completed. It is the second wave of fundamentalist Monster Hunter fan fiction. Welcome to enjoy it~) Teacher: Promise me that you will be honest before you are promoted to two stars. Olang: Okay. Teacher: I know you will use many weapons, so you should first use the one-handed sword to lay a solid foundation and accumulate experience. Olang: Okay. Teacher: In the future, it would be best not to use the katana to charge and slash, the broadsword to kill demons, or the double swords to practice qi and make big spins. That is not appropriate. Oran: Why not?

[Superior martial arts skills + Unparalleled valor + Decisive ruthlessness + Die first, talk later]

The entire population awakens, martial arts flourish, but Su Ming awakens the weakest profession: Goblin Chieftain.

The system arrives at the crucial moment: [1 second + 1 goblin]

Class beauty: Su Ming, your profession is too weak; it will only drag us down. You should sacrifice yourself for the class...

"Get off the stage first!"

A classmate demanded: "Su Ming, what are you doing?! Without her, how are we supposed to fight against Class One?!"

"What right do a bunch of good-for-nothings have to question me!"

Eight hundred goblins stepped out from behind Su Ming, their voices shaking the surrounding area!

The school is making things difficult for you: You bully classmates, disrespect teachers, and if you don't apologize, you can forget about staying at our No. 1 High School. Without our support, with your useless profession, you are destined to be at the bottom of the college entrance examination!

Su Ming raised his middle finger, turned and left: "You trash, do you even deserve to be my superior?"

During the college entrance examination, Su Ming stood on the mountaintop, looking back at the million-strong goblin army behind him.

"Fellow tribesmen, the time has come to vindicate us."

The boy gripped his gun, charging ahead, with a million goblins following him to the death.

"Let today's battle make goblins great again!"

...

Years later, Su Ming led billions of goblin cavalry across the deep sky, sweeping across the world.

"You think being a goblin chieftain is a useless profession?"

"Little do people know, there are no useless professions, only useless people."

[For summoners, seeing me is like a frog in a well gazing at the moon in the sky!]

Other professions would be like an ant seeing the blue sky if they saw me!

Lynn transmigrated into Panlong, becoming an unregistered and powerless nobody. He was thrown into a mine the moment he landed, becoming a slave with only a number. The dimly lit mine reeked of blood. The overseer's whip lashed through the air with a piercing shriek, its strikes burning like fire. The other miners around him were either exhausted or beaten to death. Looking at his dark brown skin, clutching the blood-stained iron pickaxe handle, just as despair began to creep into Lynn's heart, a mechanical voice suddenly exploded in his mind: [Infinite Talent Simulation System activated…] "Simulation?" Feeling the pain spreading throughout his body, Lynn looked towards the overseer in the distance, whip in hand…

Awakening to a new life, Ye Chuanxin regains his memories. He discovers he's been reincarnated into the world of Detective Conan. And it's a patchwork of Conan-esque worlds. His system is from Assassin's Creed. The artifact of the Assassin Master is from Cat's Eye. Wait, if there's Cat's Eye, then there must be Lupin III, right? Actually, there's more. Checking international news, John Wick from Continental Hotel is on Interpol's Red Notice. On the streets of Tokyo, Han from Fast & Furious is helping the Yamaguchi-gumi transport special goods in Shinjuku. In the US, Ethan Hunt of the CIA's IMF team is recruited to investigate an organization called the Knights Templar that sells nuclear waste in Saudi Arabia. In the UK, Kingsmen agents are investigating the Thousand-Faced Witch...

Tags: D&D essay, Faerûn, Mage Introduction: The paladin pushed open the gates of the mage tower, his voice deafening: "Emia, I've confirmed it, the blueprints are flawed. It's impossible to create the Holy Avenger with them. Don't waste any more time!" "...The blueprints are flawed?" The mage Emia blankly raised the five holy swords in her hand. "Then what is this pile I just created?" ******Second Edition Introduction************ The magic network has been dormant for a century. Mortal souls are gradually falling into the hands of demons, and the cycle of death is about to begin. To cleanse evil, overturn hell, blast through the hazy realm, and let the light of magic and goodness shine once more, a single sword is not enough.

A knight in a fantasy world accidentally inherits the legacy of an immortal cultivator. What kind of story will he experience in the abyss, the lair of demons? ------------------------------------- (This article does not strictly follow the relevant settings of DnD or Pathfinder)

The kingdom's nobles indulge in decadence, the northern barbarians stir, the desert orcs gather strength, pirates roam the seas, and the elves still bask in their former glory. The glory of the gods still shines brightly. Richard travels to this era and becomes a pioneering noble. The wasteland is fraught with danger. He has only the Empire Wind and Cloud System to rely on.

The industrial development plan of the black-bellied and venomous loli!

Because she died suddenly after listening to a crosstalk, Fran traveled to the magic world and became a glorious nun. But she wanted to start a magic journey, but she became a captive of the goblins.

Other people's journeys are full of adventures and golden fingers? Why is it that I am targeted by various forces?

Since the gods don't love me, the demons don't love me, the human race doesn't care about me, and the elves won't save me, I can only rely on farming! Build a tank! Build a Gundam! Destroy this corrupt and dirty old world!

Welcome to Erron, a strange planet where high magic is the norm and iron and runes are woven together.

The sacred covenant made five hundred years ago brought peace, but also gave birth to a strange and bizarre new era.

Magic crystal technology drives the floating city, personal terminals connect all living things, automated factories roar in operation, and the city is the pinnacle of the steel jungle, with clear social classes.

Magic neon lights illuminate the laboratories of the elves' innovative factions, the goblins' financial exchanges, and the succubus's emotional live broadcast rooms.

Loren Gerlis Isaac, a young red dragon who just turned twenty, is facing a life crisis due to the cancellation of subsidies and the decline of by-products.

"It's impossible for me to go to work. I'd rather be an animal in a zoo!"