I, Sano Shinichiro, a time traveler, have a system.

Although the system's tasks are very strange, the rewarded equipment is even more... fresh and refined.

For example, a hammer that cannot cause damage, a small electric donkey that can fly quickly, a coat that turns into a roadie when used, sunglasses that cannot distinguish between humans and animals within 500 meters after wearing them, etc...

What, you ask me how to live better in this world?

Sano Shinichiro smiled faintly and put on his vest: "How can you not get stabbed when you are floating in the world? If you want to avoid getting stabbed, you have to open a trumpet. The more vests I have, the more slutty I will be. I will wave the flag of the winery."

When Akai Shuichi asked Conan what he thought of the black organization, Conan responded like this: The black organization? Although they act a little rough, they are all good people... Wait, which black organization are you asking about?

"Qian Renxue, don't you understand yet? I teach you knowledge and help you become a god, but the ultimate goal is to destroy your Spirit Hall."

"Bibi Dong, you are a love-minded and paranoid person, and you are not as smart as your daughter. It is all your fault that you have ended up here today."

"Zhu Zhuqing, if you only know how to fight and kill to survive in the royal family, it is useless. Only the cruel and sinister people can survive!"

"Bo Saixi, you don't want the innocent people on Poseidon Island to die because of you, right?"

...

Su Cheng, who traveled across Douluo Continent and continuously improved his strength with the help of the "Villain Life Simulator", did not expect that one day the real masters would come to his door.

And there seems to be something wrong with these people's personalities.

"Su Cheng, do you enjoy being my father?"

【Original Western Fantasy】

"Why does this [Summoning Card: Goblin] wear a black mask?"

"Because it's a ruthless goblin."

"Then what's the use of it?"

"It can steal your opponent's wallet."

“I@#￥%, who※※taught you to do this??!”

*********

You can be creative when making cards, but you can't kill people.

——Excerpted from the memory of a victim

As a sports student, after being hit and killed by a dump truck, he unexpectedly became a demon hunter in Kaer Morhen. Wayne felt very embarrassed.

A half-elf demon hunter who is disgusting to everyone, in this era where unruly people are everywhere, evil gods are prosperous, monsters are rampant, and the kings and nobles are all mentally retarded, he feels like he is full of buffs.

Fortunately, God has not let down the time traveler. The exclusive demon hunter system has given Wayne the capital to settle down in this world.

For the safety of himself and those around him, and in order to survive better, Wayne had to pick up two swords and fight for his own future in this era of swords and magic.

This book is also known as "The Witcher of Life", "The Daily Life of the Gwent Master", and "The Story the Sorceress and I Have to Tell".

ps: The "Witcher" series is one of my favorite games, and I hope to create a good work.

"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!

Death is like the wind, and disaster follows!

When I wear the crown...

Never bow your head!

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Goethe, who traveled across time, was faced with the death of his grandfather from illness, the disappearance of his parents, uncles, aunts and cousins in just one month, his debts were high, and the next one would be his terrible situation... A smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, ready to ruin everything.

【I, Shen Miaomiao, was forced to take over a game company at the beginning. 】

Fortunately, the rebate system was awakened in time, as long as the company loses money, the system will compensate with ten times the rebate!

Therefore, the goal of this young girl president is to bring down the company! Wealth Freedom!

【I, Gu Sheng, traveled through the opening game and became a game designer. 】

Fortunately, the game treasury system has awakened, as long as it continues to produce popular games, it will be able to ascend to the throne of the king of games!

Therefore, the goal of this game director is to become bigger and stronger! Create another glories!

…

When the rotten president meets the sixth designer, the company’s style of painting gradually abstracts——

“No one plays the mech game you agreed to? What the hell are you doing about Titanfall?”

“Is the horror game market poor? What’s your “Escape” situation?”

“Is it easy to pay for the second-generation shooting that was agreed? Are you going to remake “Call of Duty”?”

Looking at the financial report that was profitable across the board, Shen Miaomiao’s mind was buzzing.

She couldn’t lose a penny, so she could only give up her heart!

“From now on! Torture the players for me!”

She didn’t believe it, she still couldn’t lose the money!

Hearing this, Gu Sheng unfolded a stack of plans in his hands:

“Look at the boss – black, blood, benevolence, wolf… which one shall we do first?”

Although the photos sent by the senior sister are very attractive, what the hell is the big-headed doll sitting next to the senior sister staring at two blood holes?

Why does it have a big mouth with sharp teeth on its head and salivate at senior sister?

Senior, you’re going to be decapitated! Hey!

When he woke up, Lu Cheng discovered that Pokémon had invaded his life. But why is his Pokémon different from others?

—

Welcome to the real world of Pokémon, from the bottom trainer, step by step to the stage of the world competition!

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’‽”

Annan transmigrated to a new world – the Land of Dense Fog. He had become a rare elite NPC who possessed the player’s system.

However, he had the heart of a player.

I like to stir up matters, and unbridled. But, I’m a kind player. The ally of justice who is favored by this world.

I’m on a main mission. As the righteous player, I’m following my destiny to eradicate you, the evil NPC!

Dear player, I’d recommend you to stop running away. The mission is completed. I’m the righteous NPC now to punish you, the evil players…

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In the long dark night, the crimson moon hangs high in the sky.

Hoarse whisper patrols the streets. The brass steam engine is emitting blood mist.

Your brain is in ecstasy; your eyes are enchanted.

With cracked skins, it sprouts new flesh.

In the gray mists, shirek cries come from the flesh wall that consumes thousands of corpses…

“Stop crying, our players don’t bite. They just want to play with you.”

The Solitary Schemer, Number 1 Player, Land of Dense Fog’s Savior, Leader of 13 Saints, Friend of 12 Upright Deity, Pioneer King, “The Righteous One,” Gatekeeper of Forth Disaster, Crownless Deity, the great Annan advised kindly.