Traveling to the world of Warhammer Medieval, which has been ravaged by the four evil gods and has countless Chaos Chosen, is undoubtedly the most tragic world besides the Warhammer 40,000 world!

Fortunately...

Introduction:

As the apocalypse descended, a virus called "Eclipse" distorted reality, awakening in some humans a supernatural ability called "Programming." While others struggled to survive, awakening fire, ice, and strength, Wu Liao's awakened "Programming" was called the [World Editor]. He couldn't fight, nor could he withstand attacks, but he could... modify the underlying parameters of this world. Thus, the apocalypse became his personal sandbox game. He issued "missions" to survivors, added "health bars and weaknesses" to monsters, and transformed shelters into "safe zones." He designed plots, manipulated situations, and led trends. Everyone struggled to survive in his "game," and he was the sole game designer.

When others enter a game, they become various human professions such as knights, warriors, and archers. However, when Ye Han entered the game "Three Thousand Worlds", he started as a weed.

How can this be played? Ye Han was unconvinced and began to evolve by feeding on wind and dew!

Solo boss battles, furious gear farming! Who can forge themselves into a god? Only I, the Grass Emperor!

Liu Lang, who traveled through the Wandering Earth and became the planet's will, originally only wanted to quietly observe this 2,500-year journey.

Unexpectedly, I was drawn into the Civilization Trial game.

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My name is Liu Lang. I am the behind-the-scenes power holder of the UEG United Government, the master of the artificial intelligence Moss, and the benevolent father of billions of homeless people.

Flowers adorn the branches for the sake of blue skies 2,500 years from now.

We're at war with zombies, aliens, insectoids, behemoths, mutants, and superheroes from another dimension...!

(The theme is interdimensional war between civilizations; the protagonist's existence can be ignored after chapter 15.)

The light of the church shines upon the world, and mechanical armor soars through the sky. Do you think: Can the sickle tear through the mecha, and can the hammer rebuild faith?

[Swords, spears, clubs, and clubs are no match for firearms and mechas, and half a lifetime of hard training is no match for prosthetic transformation. You say: How can weapons be so inconvenient?!]

[After swinging the blade thousands of times, resonating with the weapon, you created: 'Breathing Resonance Method']

[Anything made of iron can tear apart mechas. You created the "Slashing Weapon Style"]

[Swords cut through iron, spears roam like dragons, and staffs sweep mountains and rivers. You have created the "Extraordinary Way of War."]

[The country has been in ruins for hundreds of years, and the people are like dust. I hold the sword in my hand and forge a path forward!]

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In the 500th year of Tianxia, ​​the Gray Tower descended.

People are divided into different classes, and the tower is hundreds of steps high.

A warrior has no way forward, he is destroyed by a single shot.

The technological side is locked and there is no progress.

The extraordinary ones are high above, while the ordinary people are like duckweed in the water.

Some people ascend to heaven just to become the best among humans.

Zhou Chen swung his sword, only to find that there was no one above his head.

"I am the sword bearer of Tianxia, ​​and I should bear the sword for all the people of the world."

The three-foot-long sword in the palm of your hand, can it prove your sword skills?

From [Single Sword] to [Hundred Weapons], [Hundred Weapons] to [One Sword]

——When a swordsman swings his blade, he should compete with the stars for brilliance!

At this moment, the sword is ringing!

(3.2 million words completed, character guaranteed)

As the holographic screen seeped into the psionic blood mist of the Koprulu sector, the gamer Luo Feng's temple burned, and the stigmata of the Mechanicus blossomed. His synapses simultaneously connected to the war codes of three parallel universes: the gene-seed of Warhammer 40K crystallized in his blood vessels, the psionic matrix of StarCraft restructured his brainstem, and the Forerunner think tanks of the Halo world unlocked forbidden knowledge.

On an operating table in a Martian foundry, Mechanicus neural probes battled against Zerg symbiotes. As a spine was transformed into a Protoss phase prism, the energy storms of the Eye of Terror and the Koprulu sector tore quantum wounds through the fabric of reality. The chainsword in his left hand oozed Zerg saliva, and the power armor on his right shoulder bore the marks of Necron repair.

The Awakened's blood boiled in the multiverse: his left eye reflected the Emperor's quantum ghost, his right eye glimmered with the Queen of Blades' genetic map. As the green-skinned orc waaagh energy and Protoss purification beams erupted in his chest, Luo Feng discovered that his genes were being reorganized into the form of a Xel'Naga ancestor.

The chosen vessel of the multiverse must choose between the throne of the God-Emperor, the Zerg Hive, and the oracle of the Protoss Kara. Every breath rewrites the laws of reality, and every wound blooms the energy crystals of a different universe. He stands at the edge of a reality rift, Warhammer Demon Sword in his left hand, Interstellar Psionic Core in his right, and the remains of the Halo dissolving beneath his feet.

"You are the Allspark." The mechanical voice of the Moebius Foundation resonated with the hymn of the Mechanicus. As the ultimate game between the three universes began, Luo Feng's choice would determine the fate of all parallel worlds.

[Military Academy + Mecha + No CP + Coming-of-Age + Ensemble Cast + Light Humor + Five-Person Team + Team Spirit]

For the first seventeen years of her life, Jiang Lin had one goal: to get into the Mechanical Engineering Department at Mingde University and become a high-paid mecha engineer.

But a sudden turn of events sent her to Dawn Military Academy, setting her on the path to becoming an elite solo combatant.

Inter-school tournaments, live combat training, interstellar warfare...

Years later, five bold and determined young cadets stand side by side atop the ruins—unquestionably the strongest team among the three academies.

“Did you join Dawn Military Academy just to win the championship today?”

“No. I joined to rebuild Dawn—with blood and flesh.”

[Squad Introduction]

Jiang Lin (Female) – Solo Combatant, 182 cm.

Agile-type battle mecha “Qingfeng”; excels at close-quarters combat.

Lone wolf.

“One strike not enough? Then I’ll just slash a few more times.”

Quan Ya (Female) – Logistics, 165 cm.

A medic who can’t cook well isn’t a good support.

“I bought your life with a bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.”

Kang Yao (Male) – Mecha Engineer, 175 cm.

Finds people annoying but still builds mechas with a cold face.

Sharp tongue, scary talent, fragile body.

“That was harsh? Trust me, I haven’t even started yet.”

Jiang Ying (Male) – Solo Combatant, 191 cm.

Mid-firepower mecha “Shadowweight”; specializes in guns and explosives.

Appears like a cool tough guy, but actually a shy foodie.

“Can’t help you with that. Buy me dinner? …Alright, then maybe I can.”

Yang Xing (Female) – Commander, 172 cm.

You’ve got your mental power, she’s got her tactics.

On the battlefield:

“Alone, I stand in place of a thousand troops.”

[System | Superpowers | Gacha | My Own Monster]

A clumsy, unlucky female protagonist x a possessive, lucky male protagonist

I was transported to a dangerous interstellar era, awakened superpowers, but all I can do is draw cards?! Can't I rely on my own strength?

Lin Xiyue cursed under her breath, but she couldn't change the fact that this was her cheat code.

However, having your own shop in another world is quite lucky, isn't it?

Living my own little life, petting my cat when I have nothing to do, listening to the joys and sorrows of my guests, and experiencing all walks of life is pretty good.

Since things have come to this, I can only try my best to live each day to the fullest, since I'm a support class anyway.

But can someone tell me why the shop's guardian beast suddenly turned into a human and is preventing me from looking at the male bodhisattvas?!

I should have known better than to be soft-hearted and spayed it from the start! Then I could have two dogs on either side of me now! Hehe!

Oh dear! I didn't mean it... No... I was wrong (ಥ_ಥ)

Billions of years later, humanity experienced a technological explosion, inventing a miraculous real-world game editor. This editor could create realistic, material game worlds, allowing players to experience vibrant and diverse environments as if traveling through time. Players could bring real-world items into the game world and also bring various magical items or abilities from the game into reality. But what would happen if this amazing real-world game editor were accidentally obtained by a modern person billions of years in the future? [This story takes place on a parallel Earth. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.]