When they woke up, more than seven billion people around the world had been thrown onto a barbaric planet!

Modern civilization has vanished; food, order, hope... everything has been reduced to nothing.

Just as humanity was about to degenerate into beasts and fall into eternal darkness—

Liu Yu awakened his talent [Civilization Web], and his voice resounded simultaneously in the minds of over seven billion people:

"Don't give up! We're still alive! I'm Liu Yu, and from this moment on, I will connect everyone!"

You were the first to raise your voice to the world's despairing, igniting a spark of hope for civilization!

You created the "Contribution Points" system, transforming chaotic survivors into highly efficient mission participants!

[You reverse-engineer the power of the mind, creating "An Introduction to Mental Power Meditation," unlocking extraordinary evolution for everyone!]

[You connect with ten thousand powerful beings, gathering the strength of civilization into a single strike; a mortal body becomes comparable to gods!]

[You command "extraordinary engineering," turning mountains and seas into thoroughfares, building a megacity in ten days—your infrastructure prowess has astonished the world!]

Humanity's creed: "The meaning of our existence is to become another torch, illuminating more darkness!"

When alien civilizations contemptuously refer to humanity as "lost lambs," they are facing a super life form with a planet as its body, a network as its brain, and more than seven billion beings sharing the same will!

Years later, facing the ultimate question from the higher-dimensional "watchers".

Liu Yu smiled slightly:

"Report, candidate 'Human Civilization' requests to submit the final answer sheet!"

I, Richard, am a wandering knight without a fief. Five years after transmigrating, I finally have my own fief, but it is merely a desolate and uninhabited pioneer territory.

Not only was it incredibly desolate, a complete wasteland, but countless orc tribes also occupied this wilderness.

He held the Expeditionary Order in his left hand and picked up his sword in his right, surveying the desolate territory and muttering to himself.

"My whole life has been like walking on thin ice. Will I ever be able to reach the other side?"

Unfortunately, no one answered the question; only countless orc leaders bowed their heads in fear, praying silently in their hearts.

"We're just here for a meeting, what's wrong with this bastard now...?"

Zhou Shuo accidentally opened a portal to all worlds. Facing a dangerous and unfamiliar alien world, he knew his abilities were limited and chose to hand it over to the country.

Faced with the vast lands, magical creatures, rich mineral deposits, powerful skills, lost treasures...

Zhou Shuo said: I only do three things in this other world: development, development, and damn development.

Green Bamboo Realm: The seed of symbiosis, the beginning of transcendence, the creation of one's own martial arts, and becoming a master of the generation.

Totem Realm: Kill giant beasts, refine totems, condense the body, and build the image of divine beasts.

The world of ghosts and fairies: capturing ghosts and monsters, pacifying the chaotic world, creating the world in a dream, and building a virtual world.

The world of divine weapons: learning from nature, resonating with heaven and earth, using one's body as a seed, and forming an immortal golden elixir.

The fog sea world, the heavenly craft world, the earthly immortal world, the myriad law world, the gods and demons world...

With the help of the nation, Zhou Shuo traveled across the myriad realms, forging his own path, refining his techniques and forging a new path. He grew into a supreme leader across the myriad realms, and Daxia also grew into a behemoth that spanned the heavens.

Raven thought he'd traveled to medieval Europe and become a glorious prince, but he never imagined he'd found himself in the world of Pokémon. Farm, hunt, gather, raise animals, build a territory, develop an estate... From a remote frontier to the most prosperous kingdom! Pokémon x Lord Farming.

Being an Astartes isn't all about fighting and killing. To run a successful Chapter, one must also be worldly-wise and empathetic. Prejudices are as heavy as a mountain. Yet, the outside world's stereotypes about the Warhammer universe are always right. How can we build the Imperium of Mankind with these insects? We must build the Imperium of Mankind with these insects! From recruit to Chapter Master, a Space Marine will never admit to partial brain necrosis. Yet, from the Emperor to the Four Gods, the mighty powers of the Warp always want to make life easy for everyone. The holy God-Emperor once declared that he was not a god. Kaz Samar expressed complete indifference to the human gods' insistence on saying he wasn't a god. He kept saying, "Yes, yes, yes, I bow when I'm due, I kneel when I'm due." After centuries of hard work, Kaz finally became Chapter Master and was at his desk, writing his memoirs, attempting to record his eventful life for the Imperium. Then, a brash recruit barged into his room. "Chapter Master, promethium is half price in the next sector!" Alas, even the Imperium's demigods can't escape the chores of food, clothing, and daily necessities. He put down his personal memoirs and pulled out his chapter account book. Is there much in the bank? Not much.

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!

[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.

[Farming + Warhammer Fantasy + War + Slow Pace]

The shadow of the end has loomed over the century-long countdown, and the chaotic torrent is about to breach the world's dams. Demons roar, tearing reality apart, nations crumble in the flames of war, and even the highest gods cannot escape their fate of demise.

Who can reverse this doomed fate?

"Humans? They're as fragile as paper, not a single one of them is worth a fight!"

"Pointy ears? All they do is fight amongst themselves and gossip, they're such useless sissies!"

"Short and timid? Hiding in holes like turtles, just a bunch of shut-ins getting moldy!"

A green-skinned orc with bared fangs spat, surveying the battlefield with disdain. Behind him stretched an endless mass of massive black orcs, their muscular bodies laden with spoils; there were night goblin fanatics wielding bone spikes, their crimson eyes burning with Waaaaagh flames; there was the Queen Spider, a mobile fortress, her eight legs sending debris flying wherever they stepped; there were the Great Techies carrying booming firearms, their strange devices crackling with electricity—even the legendary ancient space machine, supposedly floating in the clouds, hummed and followed behind the green-skinned army.

When the soul of the transmigrator collided with this green-skinned body born for war, and when the cold system interface met the green-skinned man's greatest "I think" technique, a wonderful chemical reaction erupted.

The orc suddenly raised his giant axe, its blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight, and a deafening roar echoed through the heavens and earth:

"I think—to save this wretched world, we still need our big green skins!"

"From this day forward, I am the savior!"

"Waaaaagh!"

In the distant 40th millennium

The dream of humanity's golden age has vanished like a wisp of smoke.

A unique era has arrived, and this weak "god" merges with an outsider who was unexpectedly drawn into the conflict.

The combination of the two of them is actually that they're afraid of dying?

And silence and death—that is the Krieg Death Legion.

An intern political commissar was "lucky" enough to be promoted to a full-fledged position in this corps.

The political commissar, who was afraid of death, made up his mind to live.

However... his impression of the Death Legion was not as the rumors suggested.

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(A mix of sweetness and heartbreak, focusing solely on pure love)

In a wasteland world devastated by natural disasters, the surviving human civilization has huddled in a corner, gasping for breath for a century. Faced with a heavily polluted environment, powerful mutated creatures, rampant undead, and mysterious witches... what will become of the mercenaries who have inexplicably turned into beautiful girls?