[Lord + Summon Monsters + Domination + Invincible + Decisive Killing]

Suren, equipped with a war system that allows her to summon magical beasts, transmigrates into the body of a viscount in another world.

Is it to survive and develop, farm and build, and gradually restore the family's glory, or to embark on the path of killing and conquest, and forge the throne with blood?

Suren looked at his endless array of Warcraft units:

Tier 1 Dire Wolf, Cave Hyena...

Second-tier Wind Wolf, Lava Giant Lizard...

Tier 3 Thunderstorm Bat King, Enchantress Fox Girl...

Fifth-tier Titans, four-winged wyverns...

Perhaps the moment he came into this world, a path to the pinnacle of kingship lay beneath his feet, gods would bow down to crown him, and all races would kneel and cheer, witnessing the supreme ruler who reigns over all...

(Use your brain + enjoy...)

I woke up to find myself, a glorious Soviet base vehicle AI, in a bizarre American wasteland—a place filled with atomic punk metal lumps and mutated giant cockroaches, even more outrageous than the heart of capitalism!

To restore order (and incidentally have some fun), I "recruited" a group of tribal natives who couldn't even put on their own pants. The most urgent task? Teaching them to speak magnificent Chinglish! After all, who can stand that incredibly complicated, unrelated native English?

And so, a bizarre sight appeared in the wasteland: a group of blond, blue-eyed burly men, speaking broken, construction-worker-accented English, shouting "Hurrah! For Ironhead God!", drove their magnetic tanks over mutants, followed by a swaying Kirov...

Hey, you over there, the shelter kid in the blue bodysuit, and those tin knights with laser guns, any complaints about the "Red Iron Curtain"? No? Very well, comrade, welcome to the Soviet wasteland!

He unexpectedly stumbled upon a complete planet, teeming with rare minerals, possessing cutting-edge technology a thousand years ahead of Earth, and... a crashed alien warship, and living monsters. Faced with a treasure trove capable of driving any nation mad, Chen Zi'ang didn't lose his composure. He immediately dialed the number etched into his DNA: "Hello, is this the nation? I found a planet and want to pack it up and send it to the motherland, free shipping!" From that moment on, the rise of Great Xia was put on fast-forward. While other countries were trying to cut off technology from their borders, Great Xia had already illuminated its cities with [controlled nuclear fusion]; while foreign countries were still fighting tooth and nail for lunar resources, Great Xia was already building bases on new planets. ...The foreign spy was in despair: "Please, please don't release this! You're ruining our technological development!" Global netizens were in an uproar: "Great Xia, why is your technology always five hundred years ahead of ours?" The Great Xia's official spokesperson smiled: "No comment. We can only say that one of our enthusiastic citizens was quite helpful." Meanwhile, Chen Zi'ang, hiding behind the scenes, deeply engrossed in his work, was deep in thought as he looked at the "Joint Planetary Development Agreement" and the "Supreme Scientific and Technological Advisor" appointment letter sent by the nation... I think I've become the planet's leader?

[Slow-paced training + no female protagonist + Hunter x Hunter world adventure]

Zhao Tianming transmigrates into the world of Hunter x Hunter for the second time. Having already transmigrated into the world of One Piece, he awakens his Haki once again. In order to learn Nen, he takes the Hunter Exam, but unexpectedly gets entangled with Hisoka.

That said, Hisoka is actually a pretty good guy, except for his habit of being naked in front of me all the time...

P.S.: I really like Hunter x Hunter, so I got carried away and started writing this. But I only realized how troublesome Hunter x Hunter fanfiction is when I was halfway through. All the messy Nen abilities and world-building made my head spin.

[Lord] + [Expansion] + [Development] + [Conquest]

Lance, a transmigrator, is a genius who has already reached the pinnacle of knighthood at the age of eighteen, in a world of swords and magic filled with races such as dragons, elves, orcs, and goblins.

On the day he came of age, Lance chose to become a pioneering lord, embarking on a pioneering journey with his family's resources and loyal followers.

Furthermore, he awakened the human seed platform that connects all the heavens and myriad worlds, and learned that he was not alone in his transmigration.

Some people are reincarnated as wolves!

Some people are reincarnated as a tree!

Some people transmigrate and become the ruler of a country!

Some people have even transmigrated and become cultivators!

...

Leveraging the unique advantage of being able to exchange resources on the Human Spark platform.

Lance's path to becoming a lord is destined to transcend the mundane and forge an epic.

Luo Yao was reborn as a red dragon hatchling in the Sel plane. In a world fraught with danger, relying on the mysterious ancient bronze book within his soul, Luo Yao could reflect and condense countless 'avatars' across numerous planes of the astral plane, gaining numerous innate talents. Reflecting on a goblin, he gained the talent—Tenacious Evolution; reflecting on a human mage, he gained the talent—The Heart of the Mage; reflecting on the vampire progenitor, he gained the talent—Primordial Blood; reflecting on an ancient divine abomination, he gained the talents—Devouring Divinity. He became the Goblin King, a legendary mage who slays gods, a vampire progenitor shrouded in darkness and worshipped by billions of vampires, an ancient divine abomination that devoured divine kingdoms and instilled fear in the gods, and countless other identities... When a plane war erupted between the gods of all races, Luo Yao suddenly discovered that his avatars were spread across various pantheons and races. The human pantheon,...

[Refreshing story + national development + farming and construction + lighthearted humor + system + Versailles] Zhao Wu unexpectedly obtains a portal to another world, which he directly hands over to the country to jointly develop the other world with the nation.

In the magical world, let them experience the allure of modern warfare with machine guns and cannons.

They brought the modern financial system there to exploit the people of that other world.

Trade bread for magic, a huge profit!

[Infinite Reincarnation] + [Features Women, No Fixed Female Lead] + [Random Identity]

Death? It's merely the beginning of reincarnation!

"His meridians are blocked, rendering his martial arts useless!"

The explosion sent shockwaves through the entire clan. The patriarch's son was a cripple? Mocking, smug, and incredulous gazes instantly focused on him.

Even his father, Qin Huai'an, could only look on with heaviness and complexity.

Qin Shou, however, remained calm and unmoved.

It was all because deep within his mind, a golden book titled "Reincarnation" suddenly opened:

(Current first incarnation—Young Master Qin.)

(In the next life, one can briefly summon a phantom of their past life to dominate the present!)

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qin Shou resolutely turned around and headed straight for the family's library. What he pulled out with his raised hand was none other than the blood-stained, infamous forbidden demonic art—the *Blood Slaughter Scripture*!

Transmigration is like entering hell mode. In the first year of the Chongzhen Emperor's reign, a severe drought had begun in northern Shaanxi. For the next ten years, the land would be barren, and starving people would fill the fields! Li Wuyou had barely opened his eyes when trouble struck. Eating, drinking, and clothing were all luxuries. Fortunately, the [Druid Class Panel] was activated, allowing him to grow stronger by planting trees! No food? Plant chestnut trees, and the fruit would be plentiful. No water? Invent a water-absorbing tree, whose roots would connect directly to a sweet spring. No clothes? Cultivate a cotton-silk tree, with cotton threads hanging directly from its branches. When bandits, government troops, and even the Jurchen invaders trampled in, war treants rose from the ground, their roots as spears and their branches as shields! He had only one creed: plant trees. The Ming Dynasty could not stop them, the rebel army could not crush them, and the Eight Banners' scimitars could not cut them! Starting from northern Shaanxi, one green tree after another stubbornly spread until it covered the entire Loess Plateau. When the Yellow River, turbid for millennia, reflected a clear blue sky for the first time, and when the eyes of millions of desperate disaster victims rekindled with the flame of life, Li Wuyou knew that the history of the Ming Dynasty's demise had been completely rewritten by the green tide he had personally cultivated!