Mission: Exterminate the goblin tribe and rescue the female knight, Ereshkigal. Difficulty: High. Scale: City-state level. Current success rate: 0%. Base reward: 2 Intelligence attribute. Hint: Additional rewards are given if the success rate exceeds 100%. The higher the success rate, the richer the rewards. ... Marvin looked at the mission panel and decisively refused: "Don't tell me about the most beautiful girl in Baldur's Gate, the duke's daughter, or the chosen one of Losanda. I won't even attempt this mission unless the success rate is at least 300%." ​​"In this world of legends, chosen ones, and conspiracies and accidents, one must be cautious." "What? You're asking why I need to bring ten sixth-level scrolls, five bottles of highly potent arcane potions, and two adamantite golem guards just to gather herbs?" "I'm a mage. It's perfectly normal to be well-prepared for missions..."

Transmigrating to another world, Lance received a brand new class—Charismatic Sorcerer, a class where the stronger one's charm, the more powerful their skills. Wait, skill power amplification isn't limited to this class? After carefully learning about the class, Lance happily chose to become a Paladin. Years later, a slash blasted down a Hellish Grand Duke. The Hellish Grand Duke raised his head in disbelief: "How come your Holy Slash is so powerful?" "Holy Slash?" Lance tilted his head, raising his holy sword, "Sorry, that was a normal attack, this move is—Holy Slash!" In a flash of holy light, the Hellish Grand Duke was completely purified.

[Record stories, get rewards; become famous, get more rewards]

Tang Qi, who traveled to the world of swords and magic, found that as long as he recorded real stories in the [log] and improved his [popularity], he could become stronger.

So many years later, the Poet Academy exploded——

"Listen, we are bards enjoying the support of the empire!"

"We must take it as our responsibility to become the mouthpiece of the rulers and the mouthpiece of the nobles. Since you enjoy the preferential treatment of the nobles, don't talk to me about your independence!"

The bards looked eagerly at the book confiscated by the tutor.

I couldn't help but fantasize again.

I imagined myself as the author Tang Qi Weinberg.

I became the all-rounder in the team and the king of ideas on the road of adventure;

I didn't have to be kept in captivity for a living, and I held the stinky feet of the nobles with tears.

Discovering lost ruins and treasures, turning around and getting into the warm dragon's nest...

That is the hobby that every bard dreams of.

The poet cried out in pain: "Yes, Master, I am willing to burn this book myself!"

The master nodded with relief, and saw the title of the book - "Guide to Appreciation: About Me and Those Alien Girls".

"But then again... I must read the contents of this book first to make sure that your thoughts are not led astray."

"The contents of this book may be a little unbearable for you..."

"It doesn't matter, I will be critical." -

Elements: [Mixed World View], [Pseudo DND], [Bard], [Team Adventure], [Road Adventure]

A game called Civilization Wars suddenly appeared. Players create civilizations step by step from scratch. In the game, players can establish city-states, develop their civilizations, advance technology trees, and deploy troops. Li He entered the game as a tribal chief. He experienced the Stone Age, the Feudal Dynasty, and the Industrial Empire... He thought everyone was simply progressing steadily through the technology trees and civilizations, but who knew... what are these orcs, elves, goblins, and dwarves?! Didn't everyone start as primitive humans eating raw meat and drinking blood?

After transmigrating to the Souls-like world, Lord acquired a simulation system. Although he only had one simulation opportunity, the rewards obtained could be brought out intact. This might be difficult for ordinary people, but for a veteran Souls 5 player, it was a piece of cake. One-life completion, level capped, points maxed out. Left hand wielding a sword, right hand a scythe, items unlimited. Only after confirming he had nothing left to grind and there was no room for further improvement did Lord contentedly close the simulation, preparing to begin his unparalleled Dark Souls journey. However... after stepping outside, gazing at the magnificent golden tree in the distance, Lord fell into deep thought. "Wait, where is the border?"

Come on! Kill me, and you'll have endless gold, artifacts, and honor! The prerequisite is that you can get past my pet! That's right! It's that seemingly harmless little girl at the door! (Sharing the book "Rebirth: I Am the Boss" by Not Floating Clouds)

"Why are there so many mazes and traps in the dungeon?" "Why can't I kill all the monsters in the dungeon?" "Why is the treasure in the dungeon inexhaustible?" When Zhang Gan, reborn as a small-time dungeon master, finally understood why. You imagine a dungeon master: someone with immense power, summoning demons with a wave of his left hand and destroying the world with a wave of his right. Sorry, that's all a lie. A true dungeon master needs to consider budgetary balance, neighborhood relations, monster selection, treasure selection, even the dungeon's decor, the town outside... and, most importantly, how to deal with the aggressive adventurers who covet the treasure. A well-matched, hearty battle? It doesn't exist. A qualified dungeon master's most important...

Zhuang Sen transmigrated to another world, a world where extraordinary bloodlines reign supreme, and the strong can even transform into dragons and titans, capable of taking on thousands single-handedly. But Zhuang Sen was dissatisfied. What were mere dragons compared to dragon girls? "Monster Girl Development System, activated!" he thought. Thus, a devout and holy nun transformed into the alluring and massive snake girl Lamia; a quiet young scholar became a languid and seductive vampire girl; a cunning and shrewish little imp sister became the charming and adorable Happy; a haughty princess became a red dragon girl… From weak slime girls to powerful dragon girls, from holy angels to bewitching demon girls, wherever Zhuang Sen's territory expanded, monster girls proliferated. "What? You say low-level monster girls are too weak, their bloodlines limiting them from ever becoming stronger?" "Simple," Zhuang Sen said, "I'll help them evolve!" With that, Zhuang Sen grabbed a monster girl, and she instantly evolved. And as the light of evolution faded, another hunter joined the hunt. Zhuang Sen, only fit for the strong! Years later, the legendary King of Endurance, the Father of a Hundred Races, and the King of Kings, Zhuang Sen, looked at the monster girls scattered throughout the world and uttered his final words: "Quack, don't mess with it!"

Legend has it that deep in an inconspicuous street in City B of Country M, there is a magical antique shop.

"The portrait of the muscular Lisa, the Shanghai scene during the Qingming Festival, the great sword under immense pressure..."

You can see them all here.

The owner of this antique shop is an even more remarkable man.

He is a vampire, a vampire prince who has lived for two thousand years.

"Manager, are all the antiques in your shop genuine?"

The new employee looked shocked.

They're all real. Some I drew, and some I stole when I was young and didn't know any better.

"Manager, manager! The cross necklace you're wearing is so pretty! Where did you buy it? I want to buy one too!"

"I was young and naive, and I stole it from the Vatican. But I have to say, it's actually quite comfortable to wear."

"Shocking! Store manager, you were such a thief when you were young, were you in and out of jail all the time?"

“It’s just like home; going to prison is like going home.”

"However, I have now turned over a new leaf and I just want to be an outstanding young person."

This work is also known as: I just left the beginner village and met the salted fish demon king.

Ice and snow sealed away civilization, and storms extinguished steam—this was the post-Victorian era when a prosperous steam-powered civilization was destroyed by the harsh cold.

As a bishop banished to the frigid north by a mere decree, he fights for lost power, forging a fortress of faith amidst blizzards and apocalypse, guiding lost sheep through mercury and steam.

“I am not a shepherd, I am just a psychoanalyst who couldn’t find a job and was looking for another one.” — Bishop of the St. Lucia Winter Cathedral, Diocese of Speyside, the prayer master of the seven northern cities, the gatekeeper of Eden, the enemy of the frost giants, the remnant of the golden age, the keeper of the secrets of the old civilization, the spiritual mentor and psychiatrist of legendary knights, archmages, kings, popes, the poor, and wanderers. Siren Dellandt said this.