A tyrant. Those who obey me live, those who defy me die. With my heart, I rule the world; with my will, I conquer all. I, Marshall D. Teach! Here are three stages of my life: Filial Son: "If you don't abandon me, I'll take you as my adoptive father!" Ambitious Man: "A true man, born in heaven and earth, cannot remain in the shadows of others!" King of the World, Dictator: "The world is in my hands, and you are all my pawns!"

The life of supporting actor Chen Yan went completely astray the moment he was bound to the [Big Criminal System].

Fortunately, he discovered that he could survive by making a mistake in his acting. In order to survive, this small-time actor who didn't even have a few lines started to "act" crazily in front of the camera.

Playing the role of an armed robber, he held the prop gun so steady that it looked like he had really fired it. The actress opposite him cried for help with red eyes.

Playing a cold-blooded killer, a scene of him cleaning up the scene was used as a teaching case at a police academy. Criminal investigation experts watched the monitor and replayed it repeatedly: "This method is too skillful. Check his real-life resume and focus on those with criminal records!"

It was not until he finished playing the mastermind that the "perfect crime method" designed in the movie unexpectedly matched three old cases that had been pending for many years.

A special police task force was set up overnight, and Chen Yan's name was circled in red at the top of the suspect list. The investigation record stated: "The character's behavior and logic are highly consistent with the real criminal. It is not ruled out that he is using acting to cover up his true identity."

Even more alarming was the sudden appearance of an account codenamed "Actor" at the top of the Dark Web's "Criminal Power Rankings." Desperadoes from all walks of life, eyeing this seemingly unseen "comrade," issued a challenge.

At the award ceremony, Chen Yan held up the Best Actor trophy. Below the stage were police detectives' scrutiny under the flash lights, and the phone in his pocket was still popping up anonymous messages challenging criminals.

He was about to cry into the microphone: "Everyone, I really just want to save my life and be a good actor... Do you believe me?"

Heaven and Earth serve as the guesthouse for all living things, with Time being the sojourner since time immemorial.

As with the difference between dreaming and awakening, the distinction between life and death is diverse and confused, and changing.

What awaits us beyond time, once we have transcended life and death, heaven and earth?

With the rising tide of steam power and machinery, who can come close to being a Beyonder? Shrouded in the fog of history and darkness, who or what is the lurking evil that murmurs into our ears?

Waking up to be faced with a string of mysteries, Zhou Mingrui finds himself reincarnated as Klein Moretti in an alternate Victorian era world where he sees a world filled with machinery, cannons, dreadnoughts, airships, difference machines, as well as Potions, Divination, Hexes, Tarot Cards, Sealed Artifacts…

The Light continues to shine but mystery has never gone far. Follow Klein as he finds himself entangled with the Churches of the world—both orthodox and unorthodox—while he slowly develops newfound powers thanks to the Beyonder potions.

Like the corresponding tarot card, The Fool, which is numbered 0—a number of unlimited potential—this is the legend of “The Fool”.

How difficult is the immortal way!

What's more, this world of cultivating immortals has been completely changed by a plague!

Ordinary people are infected with disease, and once immortals come into contact with them, their cultivation base will decline at least, and they will return to heaven in severe cases, so the immortals will be separated forever;

Immortals cannot be practiced together, and the entire world of cultivating immortals has become a huge dark forest;

...

Li Fan came across, although he was ambitious, but he could only wallow in the mortal world, wasting his life.

Fortunately, at the end of his life, he finally awakened a strange treasure, which can turn the truth into a falsehood, turn the real life into a dream, and return to the time when he just crossed over!

Thus, Li Fan began his long journey of life!

In the second life, Li Fan finally ruled the world for fifty years, but he searched the world and found no trace of the fairy. Only at the end of life can you see the traces of immortals.

In the third life, Li Fan devoted all his energy and planning, but in the end he was no match for the immortal's sword!

Fourth world...

...

I, Li Fan, am a mortal, I will never regret for a lifetime, but I only want to live forever!

(Unlimited streaming + no heroine + original copy + shifting reasoning + decisive killing)

【Welcome to the weird game】

[As long as you clear the dungeon, you will get everything you want, wealth, power, health... everything]

In the thirty-sixth year since the advent of the strange game, Qiss was pulled into the dungeon by the Lord God.

Gray fog and yellow clouds cover the sky, ghosts and monsters roam the streets, towering dead trees rise from the ground, and skeletons and carrion pile up everywhere.

This is not reality, there is no such thing as morality and conscience; this is not chaos, there are laws and rules that cannot be disobeyed.

Qisi took a look at the rules and found a lot of loopholes that could be exploited.

(This book is also known as "I Will Dominate the Weird" and "I Will Steal Gods in Weird Games")

——Wenqing version (not speaking human language version) Copywriting——

The rules feed on the gods, and the gods sacrifice all living beings.

The strange game is the snare, and the mysterious resurgence is the medium.

Under the cold fig leaf is an indescribable horror.

Not wanting to be controlled by fate, Si Qi jumped out of his shackles.

Tear apart morality and dance alone on the border between black and white; break away from the rules and build your own throne.

He is not a god in this life, but Weird Games has already prepared a god status for him and welcomed his return with a feast of death.

[Possessive and sick heroine + childhood sweetheart + healing and redemption + single heroine + daily story + no cheat code and no system]

[Jiang Yu: A daughter-in-law should be raised from childhood~]

[Ruan Xixi: My husband has to lie since he was young~]

Jiang Yuga was kidnapped after going on a blind date with his childhood sweetheart, the girl next door.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw his own dead body and the sickly Qingmei holding his dead body.

Jiang Yu felt a black screen before his eyes, and then he was reborn into his childhood.

The little pervert on the opposite side doesn’t seem to have started to become perverted yet, and looks soft, cute and adorable.

Then he was picked up by his mother and taken home.

Jiang Yu thought that if he gave her lots of love in this life, she wouldn't become abnormal again, right?

From then on, he had a soft, cute, well-behaved and beautiful little tail behind him.

"Brother~"

"I will listen to my brother~"

Just when Jiang Yu was proudly thinking that he had finally raised the little pervert into a healthy, beautiful and positive successor to the motherland...

He woke up one night to find himself tied up again?

The pretty little girl had a sweet smile on her face, "Brother, you are not behaving well, I am a little angry..."

Help! He seems to have failed!

——

One day Jiang Yu found a diary in a drawer. The first page read "Fish Farming Diary"

He had a bad feeling, and when he opened it, it was filled with information about him.

The date when he first gave Ruan Xixi marshmallows

The date he brought her home

Date of first hand holding

……

The thick diary is filled with Jiang Yu's handwriting, with the handwriting ranging from immature to mature.

The beautiful girl hugged his neck from behind, "Brother~ Your clothes smell like women's perfume today~"

"Brother Voldemort, I can only wrong you again, I will thank you when I have time."

The formerly bustling Diagon Alley has now been turned into a sea of flames.

The powerful Fiercefire Curse swept across the entire Diagon Alley with lightning speed.

The raging flames ignited every corner in Diagon Alley.

The gigantic monster made up of Fiendfire rampaged recklessly in Diagon Alley.

Countless houses were ignited by Fiendfire, becoming the fuel for this demonic carnival.

Up to hundreds of meters, thick black smoke soaring into the sky covered the entire sky, dyeing the blue sky gray.

Facing such a terrifying purgatory on earth, Lester didn't panic at all, quickly took out his wand, and skillfully released the Dark Mark towards the sky.

A day later, the Dark Lord Voldemort launched another terrorist attack, and the news that he used Fiercefire to destroy the entire Diagon Alley has spread throughout the magic world with lightning speed.

Just when wizards from various countries decided to form a coalition of wizards to enter the British magic world together and destroy the Dark Lord.

Voldemort, who had been in the corner all the time, looked bewildered. Why did he inexplicably carry another big pot!

[Dark Evolution: I am the Infinite Universe] [Dark text, system evolution flow, no heroine, no saint, science fiction, high technology]

He was cold-hearted by nature. After obtaining the system, as time passed, his humanity gradually disappeared and he became cold-blooded and ruthless.

He began to devour and evolve from marine life. He turned into various creatures and then into celestial bodies, but this did not end. He continued to evolve, and this evolution was endless and infinite. In order to evolve, he would do anything.

As he evolved, he created life and civilization, raised all things, developed technology, explored the unknown, discovered the mysteries of the universe, and controlled everything.

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor.

At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’‽”