Zhou Yan, a workshop technician, transmigrated into a clone of the Third Legion's Primarch, Vorgrim. "Damn it, Vorgrim, you've betrayed the working class!" "The Imperium is a corrupt empire, and the new humans are still humans... who's in favor, who's opposed!" "Some guy named Caul created a Legion of Primarch Space Marines for Guilliman... Byr, what do you think?" "Our overall strategy is to defend the Imperium's holy frontier, develop into the Imperium's dark side... sweep away the defeated Tyranid tentacles, and avoid the Necropolis of the Space Necropolis before we grow stronger... and most importantly, gather 18 Tyranid War Maidens!" After the Great Rift that tore the galaxy open, Zhou Yan led his newly formed legion to develop and grow, and the second human regime (warning: not the second Imperium) rose from the Galactic Far East!

ԅ(¯ㅂ¯ԅ) The rating just came out—I'm afraid of being mistaken! Guaranteed to live!

[Infrastructure] + [Management] + [Silly and Funny] No romantic pairing

You've ridden roller coasters that go up to the sky, but have you ever seen a drilling machine that goes 1,000 meters underground and races against lava?

You've ridden a singing carousel, but have you ever been kicked against a wall by a Wrangler with a beautiful upper body?

You said Crazy Mouse isn't crazy at all, so I pulled out the Eighteen Levels of Hell for you in the escape room. What do you say?

Palulu 8D Amusement Park is dedicated to healing every unhappy person!

What? The flight squadron is training here again?

Did the academician go to the space swivel chair to tease aliens again?

Those cancer patients who recovered didn't want to leave?

The park director, Pei Guangle, declared: "Prices must go up! This is a legitimate amusement park, not your research and training base or sanatorium!"

You ask if the things hanging on the trees outside the haunted house are people or ghosts? Oh, neither, they're Buddha statues from Japan and the United States!

In the dimly lit tavern, the whispers of adventurers could be heard.

Adventurer: "No traitors, let's have some warlock jokes."

The drinker said, "Warriors, priests, mages, and warlocks team up for adventures. In the end, the warriors won unparalleled glory with their bravery, the priests won the favor of the gods with their piety, and the mages won forbidden knowledge with their wisdom."

Chen Zhou: "Where is the warlock?"

A tavern patron said, "The warlock won over the landlady before even leaving the tavern..."

Before he could finish speaking, the drinker was knocked to the ground unconscious by a wooden wine cup.

The tiger-man adventurer, who resembled a humanoid golden tabby cat from Northeast China, bristled and vehemently retorted, "Pure slander! You can't even imagine the joy a warlock experiences!"

My soul has been transported to a fantastical steampunk world, and I am holding a notebook that displays my personal information.

Despite being a tiger-man subspecies known for its bravery among orcs, he awakened the origins of magic amidst the soul-stirring aurora, thus becoming a glorious gifted sorcerer.

Faced with the various prejudices that other ninth-ring spellcasters have against warlocks, Chen Zhou said that as long as you are willing to put your mind to it, you can't even imagine how happy a warlock can be!

Although a series of natural and man-made disasters later occurred, such as energy tides, the revival of magic, the summoning of the fourth calamity by the remnants of the ancient kingdom, and the southward march of the undead army, warlocks could simply sit back and level up, secretly enjoying the ride...

Liu Meng, a modern man, suddenly gains the ability to travel between two worlds and possesses a talent similar to plant photosynthesis! Originally, he only wanted to achieve financial freedom through buying and selling, but unexpectedly, relying on his talent, he reaches the pinnacle of martial arts! However, this is only the beginning! Modern Earth, with its advanced technological civilization, has already spawned various superpowered beings. Beneath the Great Ming world, a hidden civilization of cultivation...

Transmigrated into a pot-dwelling immortal, only to emerge a hundred thousand years later. Having finally acquired a divine incarnation, allowing for some breathing room, yet still a lowly god in the Divine Court, spending his days granting wishes and alleviating poverty. "Outside the Pot Heaven, you call me a Pot Heaven Immortal, claiming I'm a remnant soul bound to a pot to attain enlightenment—I won't argue with you." "Once you enter my Pot Heaven, shouldn't you address me as the Supreme Emperor of the Pot Heaven Jade Palace?" Within this tiny universe, a carefree Pot Heaven Immortal. Lin Qingxuan cultivates spiritual roots, holds Dharma assemblies, builds markets, and countless beings enter my pot. Once all the cultivators from the outside world have entered my Pot Heaven, who will be the Heavenly Emperor—you or me?

When a modern soul accidentally falls into a medieval-style magical fantasy world, what the protagonist sees is not entirely romantic—there is the dazzling light of magic and the honorary oaths upheld by knights, but it lacks the nourishment of diverse cultures: entertainment is the same old tunes repeated by bards, aesthetics are trapped in the rigid framework of the Middle Ages, and information is spread through the inefficient path of word of mouth.

To break free from this monotony and gain a foothold in this other world, the protagonist awakens memories of Earth's civilization, thus beginning a "cultural export" that transcends time and space. He uses words as a blade to dissect the spiritual wasteland of this other world; he uses passion as a torch to ignite people's desire for new things.

The story is filled with both the emotional resonance of literary works, allowing the inhabitants of this other world to glimpse different lives and thoughts for the first time, and the unexpected warmth of everyday life—a cup of hot wine offered by a stranger knight, a piece of bread reserved for him by a small merchant. Set against a backdrop of a retro era, the protagonist not only spreads culture but also explores himself—finding his value in creation and sharing, undergoing a transformative growth amidst the unknown and challenges, and ultimately adding a unique touch of brilliance to the world of swords and magic with the cultural spark of Earth.

[One body, two souls] [Funny battles] [Male-female protagonist] [No CP] [Micro-group portrait] [Relaxed]

Bai He, who died suddenly, inexplicably traveled to the world of immortal cultivation.

He also lives in the same body with a sword cultivator who is poor except for pretending to be cool.

The problem is, as a humanoid supercomputer, I also have a double degree in physics and chemistry and an eighth-level machinist certificate...

Bai He: "It's like this, ignorant girl, have you ever heard of Ripple Run?"

Li Qian: “Ah?”

Bai He: "Have you heard of the Bobosha Ripple Run?"

Li Qian: “Ah????”

Bai He: "Actually, I studied engineering in my previous life. So, since you've become an immortal, your hand rubbing precision should be very high..."

Early stage:

Li Qian: "I, Li Qian, am a swordsman."

Bai He: "I... uh... like handicrafts. A mortal with a better brain?"

Opposite party: "Your handicraft is the Zhu Xian electromagnetic pulse array!"

Later stage:

Li Qian: "I, Li Qian, am a nuclear explosion lightsaber cultivator."

Bai He: "I, Bai He, am a dual-master of guns and ships. I forgot the beginning, the middle, and the end. Anyway, I am a civilian two-dimensional foil!"

As for the romance?

Sword cultivators cut off all emotions and desires.

The same is true for women in science and engineering.

In short, Li Qian is not modest, and Bai He is not lily.

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Muscles + System Points + Decisive Killing + No Female Lead + Physical Training to Godhood

Lin Jingyu transmigrates to a demon-infested world, awakening a martial arts modification system. From Iron Palm to the Eternal Undying Body, he relentlessly slaughters demons and sacrifices his own body, achieving physical sainthood in a world with sparse spiritual energy through sheer force. Whether it's a projection of an evil god or a chaotic demon god, they are all shattered by his single punch, forging an eternal myth of power!

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