[Light novel + Japanese fantasy + magical girl + lots of + Tokyo fun + guaranteed healing]

Do you love magical girls?

"YES/NO"

...

Hello everyone, this is Tatsuya Iori, currently the acting manager of the Tokyo office of Shadowworld Co., Ltd.

Our headquarters offers excellent benefits; you only need to complete at least one task per week to receive your salary instantly.

Aren't you tempted?

Our organization is committed to maintaining global balance and serves as a stage for realizing our ideals.

That's right!

We are the magical girls who fight against love and justice, and the villainous organization that maintains the balance of the world.

Come on, friends who love magical girls!

Don't you want to see that pitiful yet unwilling little face?

These adorable and beautiful spirit outfits—don't you want to try tearing them open yourself?

Or perhaps a magic filled with love, wouldn't you want that?

Join us!

Let's work together to... cough cough, no, I mean, let's work together to guide magical girls!

PS: Tatsuya Iori: "Regarding the matter of me teaching my wife how to beat me up... it's not my fault at all! This damn evil organization, I don't want to work here another day! I'm throwing this bucket away!"

[Humor + SCP + Microk]

There are supernatural anomalies in this world that cannot be explained by science. If you notice anything unusual in your life, please contact the Collectors Association immediately.

He Junda: "I understand the logic, but why is it that the junior schoolgirl who has a crush on me is acting so strangely?!"

When Loran woke up, he found himself to be a desolate baron in the most barren border of another world.

They were faced with a dilapidated, drafty castle, a dozen or so emaciated villagers, barren saline land, and the faint green glow of wolves in the wilderness.

The kingdom's nobles viewed him as a laughingstock, and surrounding powers coveted his small population.

There are no magical artifacts given away by the system, no treasures left by predecessors, only a knowledgeable mind from the modern world, and a stubbornness that will never bow to fate.

Zheng Qing'an, having traveled to the world of immortal cultivation, was forced to combine weapon forging and firearm design to secure a foothold. He created the first magical pistol (the single-barreled thunder gun), a magical rifle (the Thousand-Step Falling Feather Gun), a submachine gun, a heavy machine gun, a sniper rifle... Thus, the art of weapon forging in this world took a sudden and bizarre turn. Countless years later, as the Ziwei-class survey satellite soared high in the heavens, its vast divine consciousness sealed the heavens and earth; as the Taixu heavy artillery zeroed in on the enemy, its one-shot flying swords unleashed a saturation fire; as the Black Turtle-class heavy puppet chariots swept across the battlefield, crushing all obstacles; as the Luanniao-class aerospace shuttles pierced the sky, creating a continuous sonic boom; as the Zhuri-class sword case opened its silo, guided by the survey satellite, striking with precision from thousands of miles away; as the Xingtian-class...

Pei Su traveled through time!

Traveled to a world where Taoist gods appeared.

The righteous gods of Taoism reside high in the thirty-three heavens, protecting the human world; the great and small spirits reside in shrines and temples, bringing blessings to the people.

Millions of gods have long been integrated into every aspect of people's lives, building a huge Shinto system, from which have spawned mysterious professions such as Shanshui Lang, Yebushou, Baojiaxian, Fudexian, Chichengzhu, etc.

However, this world is also under the watchful eye of demons from outside the realm. Even with the protection of millions of gods, people can only hide in a corner and survive in despair.

The world is looking forward to the arrival of a new righteous god.

Pei Su looked at the vacant seats of the true gods above the thirty-three heavens and chose the most honorable one without hesitation: Emperor Ziwei! Beichen Tianzun!

...

"Mr. Gu Wei, there's good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

"Good news."

"The good news is that you have traveled through time. The new world is vast and technologically advanced, with both warships and mechas."

"Great! A real man should drive a mecha! Oh, and what's the bad news?"

"The bad news is... you traveled through time and became a mecha."

"ha????"

......

PS: This is a soft science fiction novel, a new book by an old author, and there will be no plots that make you uncomfortable, so please feel free to read it.

There are already 15,000 average-rated works "Entering Unscience" and 9,800 average-rated works "Handbook for Conquering Another World", welcome to join the pit~

Does a person enter reincarnation at the moment of death?

When a fantasy is etched in the minds of all, can that fantasy become reality?

When the powerful and the common people live together, can they still maintain their nobility?

When all races fight for survival, can they stand the test of time?

Guixu

Reshaping all rules, here you can see fantasy become reality, and the human race is merely prey struggling to survive in the Ruins.

The first rule of the Ruins: All things wither and die.

The second rule of Guixu: Food is the most important thing for people.

.............

This is a fairly traditional Western fantasy novel, featuring elves and dwarves. It's a female-centric story with no male lead and no romantic subplots. It barely touches on romance and does describe the progression of power levels, but the plot doesn't rely on leveling up to drive the story. Also, there's a reader group: 558612984

"Generally speaking, what kind of enemy is the most troublesome?"

"Comedy"

"Is there anything more troublesome?"

"Yes, there are comedic, eccentric characters."

"Surely such a person and such a world don't exist?"

"What are you looking at me for? What the hell did I do wrong? What did I do that's funny?"

This is the hut I built. This is the stone I meditate on. This is my bolter and chainsaw sword. I've been in this idyllic paradise for over a decade, even reaching the Qi Refining stage, and you're telling me this is a Warhammer? So the spiritual energy I breathe every day comes from the Warp?... Years later, a colossal statue stands atop Terra. Beneath the statue, they call me Regent, Godfather of the Chaos Primarch, Heart of the Dead, Terran Keeper, Ark Home Engineer, Terminator of the Second Brother, Dorak's Private Garbage Collector, Warp Landlord... "So, Your Majesty, it's rather impolite of you to be sitting while speaking to me."