In this era where everyone is skilled in martial arts, health and vitality determine one's fate.

On the day of the college entrance examination physical examination, while everyone else was worried about not meeting the required standards for blood and qi, only Ye Bai was worried about whether he would explode.

"Hey kid, relax, it's just a blood and qi test. Why are you all steaming?"

"Teacher, can I not take the test? I'm afraid I can't afford to pay for the machine."

Under the teacher's dismissive urging, Ye Bai reluctantly placed his hand on it.

The next second.

"Beep—Warning! High-energy reaction detected! Value ERROR!"

"boom!!"

The alloy blood flow analyzer, worth millions, melted into a pool of molten iron right before everyone's eyes!

The entire room fell silent. The elderly professor in charge of the physical exam, staring at the skyrocketing Geiger counter in his hand, collapsed to the ground in shock: "Evacuate immediately!! This isn't blood and qi; it's clearly nuclear radiation! This kid has a nuclear reactor inside him!!"

From then on, Ye Bai's painting style changed.

Others cultivate by absorbing spiritual energy and consuming elixirs; Ye Bai cultivates by drinking heavy water and chewing uranium ore.

Others fight using martial arts techniques; Ye Bai fights using "basic attacks"—a simple punch that delivers the equivalent of 200,000 tons of electricity!

When countless races invaded, and alien fleets descended upon Earth, blotting out the sky.

Ye Bai yawned and stepped forward, his body radiating a faint blue light.

"Is this the mushroom cloud you ordered? Please sign for it, and I'll deliver it to your door."

[Day 1 of time travel, Tokyo, Japan. I'm just five years old. Good news: my family is rich. My childhood friend in a kimono is adorable.] [Day 3, bad news: 1983, Japan's bubble economy is on the verge of collapse. Coincidentally, my family is in real estate...] [Day 10, Holy crap! A system! My childhood is saved! This skill makes money, learn it! This skill increases intelligence, learn it! This skill can see through lies, learn it! And combat skills? Too expensive, using them would only increase medical expenses and compensation costs, don't learn it.] [Year 6, the real estate economy collapses, many companies go bankrupt, but my family's business is booming. We invest in schools, build bridges, and even take over the bankrupt main family's assets. Our time to separate and hold our heads high has come!] [Year 6 and three months, the main family's woman remarries my father. My new, cheap cousin is adorable.] [Fifteenth year, university opening ceremony. I meet my childhood friend whom I haven't seen in a long time. She says her name is Ryougi Shiki.] Is it too late to learn magic now? Nobody told me this was Type-Moon!

Fang Yan transmigrated to a crossover anime world. Looking at the familiar two-dimensional characters, he thought he had entered the world of a slice-of-life anime. But suddenly one day, Aki Tomoya died and turned into a vengeful ghost to come after him. At the critical moment, his system was also prematurely reactivated.

Fang Yan then realized that this was not a slice-of-life anime world at all, but a world where strange things were reviving, with all sorts of demons and monsters, and evil Onmyoji appearing one after another. But no matter how strange things were reviving, Fang Yan could always be above them.

Mai-senpai, has your soul been pulled out of your body? I'm sorry, I can't help you right now. Why don't you follow my friend for now?

Kaguya Shinomiya, do you have a dual personality? Once your inner personality comes out, you're exceptionally domineering and even treat human life like dirt? No problem, watch me take her down!

Yukino Yukinoshita, did you and the cat switch bodies? Hmm, this cat seems to have...

What? A new clown has appeared in the comics world? What? All my favorite characters have been killed? Oh, with me here, this world will no longer be filled with tragedy!

Tiandao Shinichi: "Do you know what a weirdo is?"

Gojo Satoru: "I will win this time."

Sukuna: "I'm sorry I couldn't let you use your full strength."

Noose: "No, it's impossible, my thousand-year plan!"

Fushiguro Shiji: "You will be the tyrant and the heaven."

Otsutsuki Yuta: "He is the leader of the five special-grade ones."

Nanami Kento: "In front of him, all Black Flash records will be broken."

Zenin Maki: "Teach, teach me."

Megumi Fushiguro: "Perhaps the ancestors of the Zenin family would never have thought that Makura could modulate amplitude like this."

Clepsydra: "Is this really the height that humans can reach?"

【Killing Clone】: After killing any living being, you will gain a clone with 100% of the strength you had in life. There is still a 10% chance that a new clone will be created after the clone kills any living being!

[Slaughter Cultivation]: After killing any living being, there is a 10% chance to drop a cultivation essence, which can be used to gain 1 hour of arduous cultivation effect.

【Slaughter Training】: After killing any living being, there is a 10% chance to drop a training essence. Using it will grant you 1 hour of arduous training effect for that technique.

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With an incredible cheat code that can be described as a bug, Chen Xuanfeng set foot on the land of myriad races, starting as an insignificant ferocious beast and fighting his way through all the races!

The Holy Race: "How can he have so many clones? He has clones from all the top 1000 races on the Golden Ranking of Myriad Races?!"

Immortal Clan: "Our entire clan only has a few hundred Immortal-level beings, while you have tens of thousands under your command?"

Imperial Clan: "Run! I'm not kidding, he has countless emperors behind him!"

Song Ping obtained a system that allows him to combine two identical items into a higher-level item.

At the start, 128 ordinary wooden doors were combined to create a portal to another world.

A wooden stick is too rubbish? No problem, it can be upgraded into a magic staff that can kill a dragon with a single blow.

A tricycle is too low-end? No problem, upgrade it to an aircraft carrier and dominate the stars...

When the cheat code is too overpowered.

It's too easy to become invincible.

Song Ping's only concern was how to have fun!

Hello everyone! My name is Ye Yu (Night Rain), yes, Ye as in night and Yu as in rain. [The first few hundred words are in the first person] Just like my name, my mood right now is like the rain falling at night. I was just a high school otaku, sitting at home preparing toilet paper and enthusiastically watching anime. But then, I complained, "This mundane world is so boring." I don't know if a shooting star happened to streak across the sky when I complained, or if some great being shamelessly spied on me and played a huge joke on me. A flash of light, a blink of an eye, and I was transported to another world. I looked around at the medieval Western European-style buildings, full of historical atmosphere, completely bewildered. Before I could even react, a jumble of electronic device sounds filled my head. It made me wonder if my brain had been inexplicably modified by a mad scientist.

Lu Xingchen is a transmigrator who has transmigrated twice. The first time, he directly transmigrated to the world of Lord of Mysteries, landing as a demigod. Unfortunately, unable to outmaneuver certain cunning old foxes, he could only play with witches instead. The second time he transmigrated, Lu Xingchen arrived in Douluo Continent, thinking he was just a casualty, but unexpectedly, the Chaos Sea transmigrated with him. Lu Xingchen: Things are getting interesting. Hypnosis series, start… oops, wrong. It should be… Brigitte, don't turn around, I am Di Tian. …However, there's one thing Lu Xingchen miscalculated. The people here don't seem to be much smarter than those in Lord of Mysteries. Ya Li: Be my son! Lu Xingchen: ? ? Where did you get that white beard?! I really need to control you properly now.

[Refreshing story + invincible protagonist + extraordinary potion system + bizarre monsters + wilderness migration and survival + item fusion and evolution + decisive and ruthless + extreme survival]

In May, when the world was shrouded in eerie fog, some people drew their swords over half a moldy steamed bun by the campfire of the migrating team. Meanwhile, Ling Feng was chewing on a piece of wheat bread in his mobile fortress. The rotten, hard lumps mixed with morning dew and peach wood had somehow become a fluffy staple food, with a sweet aroma that also carried the scent of exorcising evil spirits.

This ability was forced out by the Shadowfiend. When the Shadowfiend was chasing him to the brink of death, three wrecked cars suddenly twisted into a campervan with runic iron netting, and the faint light repelled the ghost.

He hid himself extremely well: during the day, he covered the fortress with withered branches, hiding it at the back of the line as scrap metal; at night, he activated the oxygen supply system, cultivating soul-suppressing herbs and vegetables in the cultivation chamber. But if any tomb raiders dared to touch the fortress, he would use a binding rope made of ink line and ghostly fingernails to create bait, throwing it into the fog to lure away the Crying Bone.

While others sought exorcising talismans and water, he had already used the Shadow Demon Soul Core to create an extraordinary potion. A glimmer in his eyes allowed him to see through the truth: the Crying Bone harmed people with the Heart-Eating Curse, requiring the fusion of Soul-Suppressing Grass and a Copper Bell to make Tranquilizing Incense; the Painted Skin Ghost was hiding in the crowd, requiring the use of a fragment of the Demon-Revealing Mirror and a flashlight to create a Deception-Dispelling Lamp to expose him.

The migration was long and arduous, the rotting wood forest thick with black sap that clung to souls, old clothes piled high, hooking fingers with deadly intent; the human heart was more treacherous than ghosts. But Lingfeng's fortress was always brightly lit, and the tomatoes in the cultivation pods bore golden-edged fruit, imbued with the power of the potion. He turned the steering wheel, the iron mesh shattering the ghostly shadows, the tires crushing white bones, chewing on bread as he looked at the chaos in the rearview mirror, and let out a cold laugh.

In this world, the strongest source of confidence isn't prayer, but the ability to turn scrap metal into a demon-slaying sword and moldy steamed buns into hot meals. Ling Feng happens to excel at this.