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!

Makoto Satomi is a True Ancestor of the Vampire Clan, but a picky one at that. He's been in this world for a long time, yet he still hasn't awakened his abilities by drinking blood. A chance encounter during a heroic rescue—a pink-haired girl with headphones around her neck—unexpectedly triggers his vampiric urges. From that day on, Makoto's life becomes incredibly vibrant, and he embarks on the path to becoming a True Ancestor. The Five Sisters help him unlock his ability to differentiate, the Thunder Priestess helps him control lightning-powered familiars, and the Ice Sculpture Heiress awakens his icy powers… Makoto's power grows stronger, and the number of girls around him increases.

[Semi-comedic, please refrain from criticism if you dislike it][Fate fanfiction + JOJO Stand][New author's work][Don't try to think too much, the author is clumsy][No female lead]

Good news: I've been transported to Fate and become a Heroic Spirit.

Bad news: The Master is Ryunosuke

There's no other way, I'll have to find Saber and form an alliance first.

Time: Saber, you're next. Let's form an alliance.

Saber: But I refuse.

As she spoke, Saber walked toward the hour.

Shichen: It's actually walking towards me? It didn't choose to run away, but instead walked towards me?

Saber: How can I beat you up if I don't get closer? Caster.

Time: Roar↗Roar↘ Let's get a little closer.

The entire population is transported to a wasteland world.

The land of this world has lost its vitality, becoming a wasteland. There is no water, no forest, and it is shrouded in mist. Natural disasters are constantly changing, and there is only an endless mine.

The surviving humans face various deadly crises, including food shortages, harsh environments, terrifying zombies, and mutated beasts.

Liu Ming just awakened the "Liver King System," which allows him to enhance his attributes through continuous self-discipline and exercise.

[Mining skill maxed out, gained Strength attribute points]

Master Lu's skills are now maxed out, and he has gained speed attribute points.

While others were still struggling to find food, he was enjoying the air conditioning and eating barbecue.

Liu Ming: "So you're the leader of the zombies? Hurry up and start mining, we only have this much supplies today?"

What would happen if a terminally ill college student was brought into the world of pirates who pursue self-discovery and freedom?

Hey you! Don't run away! Let me stack my passive ability!

Honestly! People like you aren't worth my fear at all!

In the world of Fox Spirit Matchmaker, Bai Shi becomes a woodcutter in the same year as Hu Weisheng. He originally planned to settle down and casually acquire a gentle and sweet wife with whom he could forge a reincarnation bond, protecting her for all eternity. However, he awakens a proficiency system, becoming stronger with effort... [You chopped down a birch tree, gained some insight, swordsmanship proficiency +1] [Skill: Forging Yuan Swordsmanship lv1 (97/100)] [Effect: Strengthens body and bones, double slash in an instant] [You hurriedly ran thirty miles, gained some insight, footwork proficiency +1] [Skill: Divine Speed ​​v1 (0/100)] [Effect: Light and agile, travels a thousand miles a day] Until... a light green dress, double...

Office worker Wang Jin wakes up to find himself transported to the world of Diablo with a system—he initially expects a fast-paced, action-packed novel about hacking and slashing monsters for loot, but instead finds himself in a real world set within the game. What he thought was just a Diablo experience turns into a series of unexpected adventures that allow him to travel between various RPG games.

Wang Jin, who had transmigrated, could no longer tolerate the original storylines of these games. Whether they were tragic dark heroes or the lonely Li Xiaoyao, he was here to change their fates!

A hilarious rant meets a life-or-death decision, and my understanding of gaming is overturned by reality. Watch as I, Wang Jin, show off my unique gaming life!

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."

Travel to the Douluo Continent.

Lu Chengfeng binds himself to the system and establishes the strongest Soul Master Academy.

Someone said, "Our Shrek Academy only accepts geniuses; we don't accept monsters."

Lu Chengfeng: "What a coincidence, we only collect useless people, and our main focus is on the rise of the useless!"

You say your martial spirit is no good? Have you ever heard of the Third Prince of the Red Lotus? Just make do with it.

100,000-year-old soul rings and soul bones are given away free of charge, with unlimited supply.

Twin martial souls are as common as dogs in the academy, and god-level martial souls are everywhere.

In a short time.

Countless powerful individuals came seeking to join, but the result was...

A certain offering:

"I'm a Title Douluo, and you expect me to guard the gate?"

"Are titled Douluo really that powerful? See that guy over there picking up manure? Does he look familiar?"

"Hiss, that's... Lord Sea God!"

Lin Chen, a middle-aged man, was furious when his daughter brought home a young, blond-haired boy. The boy's question, "Old Deng, is it safe to park a will-o'-the-wisp downstairs?" nearly killed Lin Chen. Lin Chen was reborn, returning to the year his daughter was born. This time, he wouldn't abandon his daughter again, turning father and daughter into familiar strangers. He would work hard to earn money, bring his parents and daughter to the city, and give his daughter a better education. Just as Lin Chen was racking his brains about how to make a fortune, the arrival of the Transmigrators' Chat Group disrupted his plans. Duan Lang: "Good brother, you haven't transmigrated, you're still on Earth? Can you buy me a pack of cigarettes? I've been here for over thirty years..."