Mo Yi: "Dean, even captains have their limits, so this is my resignation letter—" "Captain, I already said the budget is a bit tight, we'll definitely pay salaries next month, meow... Wait, you said you're resigning?" Theresa, who was pretending to be busy working, couldn't keep up the act any longer and shouted, "Captain, why can't you understand the academy? Our cause is noble, with a bright future. We're just in the darkness before dawn. Can you bear to let everyone's ideals fall before daybreak? Just for two years' salary?!" "Ahem, how about I use some of next month's funds to pay you one month's salary first? Is that alright?" Captain: "Salary or money I'm lending you, it's nothing to be afraid of anymore. I'm resigning for my dream." "Starting tomorrow, be a happy person, raise donkeys on the island, farm stones to feed Jeanne, go to the countryside to bring warmth, and climb the ranks in King of Glory—" A Judas slammed down in front of the door. "Then pay the 10 billion breakup fee in the contract, no, the breach of contract penalty, and then we'll talk."

"Look, look what I found! It's a starving Megumin. We can hire her for a small amount of food and use her as a disposable nuclear warhead." "Oh my goodness, there's a Naruto up there. He can use the Multiple Shadow Clone Technique, and his killing efficiency is a thousand times better than a Tumugou." "Oh my god, there's even a Mobius! Why don't we invest a little in exchange for her future patents?" "Great Lord! There's also a Tarua of the Reunion Movement here. This is Victoria's Crown Prince. It's time to emulate Lü Buwei." Russell, who joined the chat group, received a reminder—a cheat code that indicates where opportunities lie. However, is the opportunity indicated by his reminder wrong? After a moment's thought, Russell donned his monocle. Now, let's look at the residual value.

Mr. Chuan was very sad because he had transmigrated into Miss Bu Chuan. Miss Bu Chuan was even sadder because being burdened with such a money-grabbing system was the worst luck imaginable! What sins had she committed to incur such a terrifyingly astronomical debt?! Immortality—how wonderful, how wonderful, making money for a lifetime, right? The system was truly speechless. So, what was Miss Bu Chuan planning to do with her anti-human weapon today? Wait a minute… rob a bank? Wait! The system absolutely does not condone a high school girl robbing a bank! Miss Bu Chuan, please come back!! This story is also known as "The Poor Bu Chuan," "I, Will Become a Tycoon!", "The Genius Poor Girl," "An Ordinary High School Girl Can Also Become a Tycoon," "Choosing Poverty," "Would You Like Some Money Today?", "The Mystery of Poverty"... Let's all make money together! (Kira Star~☆Kira PS1: This is a yuri story with a transformation theme, and it belongs to the light novel style. Please do not enter if you do not like this. PS2: The protagonist of this work is a "strong-willed uke". Miss Ayumi is very domineering, but she is destined to be a uke who will never turn the tables.)

This novel is also known as Conquer a Mountain And Become The Great KingIn the world where martial arts are respected, a warrior can open a mountain and split a rock in his hand, and can move a thousand miles between his legs.

On this day, a teenager took a fancy to the top of a mountain and occupied it, known as the king.

Since then, this mountain has become a holy place for everyone. Here, walking supremely, many beasts like dogs, known as the cradle of genius, peaceful haven…

God, what do I see, the Supreme is planting the land, the beast is watching the door! My opening method must be wrong…

Jun Xie was the number one assassin in modern earth. His skills and knowledge in the field of assassination were unparalleled, his accomplishments unprecedented, his reputation terrified the entire underworld. However, during a mission to retrieve a mystical treasure, a mishap occurred…

He is now Jun Moxie, a sixteen year old super level debauchee, sole heir to the declining Jun family. A family of valiant heroes, left with an old grandpa, a crippled uncle and a debauchee as the sole heir! Accepting the world’s criticism and cold stares with a smile, his new journey begins! His life will be carved by his own will! Rise to the top! Evil Monarch Jun Xie!

“This cup I toast to those I’ve killed in my past life. Forgive me, for there is no chance for you to have revenge. Gulp!”

“This cup I toast to those whose life I will take in my new life. Forgive me, for you are fated to die by my hands. Cheers!”

Russell, who joined the chat group, suddenly got a reminder.

The reminder, a golden finger that indicates where there is an opportunity.

However, is the opportunity indicated by his reminder wrong?

"Look, look what I found, it's a ferocious and hungry Huihui, we can hire it with a little food as...

"I am a big shot who can show up for a romantic scene in the finale..."

"You said I was a weakling who died on a C-level mission? Slander, absolutely slander..."

"There's nothing to worry about being a love rival with Nara Shikamaru. My childhood sweetheart can't beat the Skyfall type? That's nonsense. I'm a first-come-first-served person, so I'm sure..."

"I have two troubled brothers-in-law. As a brother-in-law, I am so worried..."

Time travel isn't about fighting and killing; it's about navigating human relationships and social interactions. In the morning, head to Kiku-no-Oro, then take Sylveon to Reverse Mt. for some sightseeing; at noon, go to Totsuki Cu Chulainn, then attend a Muse concert with Erina; at night, camp by the river, snuggling in Arcanine's arms watching magical girls fight. In short… send those who say Dark Souls in the morning, Warhammer Games at noon, and Containment in the evening to Siberia to dig potatoes!

Time travel is not to fight and kill, but to be human.
In the morning, go downstairs to Ju, and then take Fairy Ib to the upside down mountain to see the scenery;
At noon, I went to Yuanyue, and then went to listen to Muse's concert with Erina;
Camping by the river at night, leaning in the arms of the wind speed dog and watching the magic girls fight each other.
In a word...
Those who say that they are dark souls in the morning, war hammers at noon, and those who are sheltered at night are all forked in Siberia to dig potatoes!