On this day, people began to recall all the information sealed within their genes.

If we take code as an example, then DNA sequence is undoubtedly the biggest mountain of shit.

This place contains countless possibilities; all the genes that have been dormant on the path of evolution are awakened at this moment.

They recalled the ancient battles against primordial behemoths, the many powerful beings who soared into the sky to fight against the world-destroying flood, and the things they had been forced to forget 99 years ago…

But why don't I remember it?

No system single female protagonist

Due to various reasons, Fang Ci's journey did not officially begin until he was fifteen years old. On the first day of his journey, a girl who dreamed of becoming the world's number one anchor appeared in front of him because of a miraculous fate.

"Professor Oak, hello. Although I look like a Gardevoir, I'm actually a human sealed inside this body. My tens of millions in assets have been frozen, and all I need now is a Pokédex and six Poké Balls to break the seal. If you give them to me, I’ll reward you with 5 million afterward..."

"Do I look like an idiot to you...?"

"Actually, Professor, the truth is—"

"Even if you can talk, can’t you just... be a proper Pokémon?"

"...Fine."

"Then, how about this—predict my grandson’s future for me."

"Your grandson...? Nah, forget it. I’d rather go predict that idiot instead."

"......"

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This is the distant world of Toril. The vast, ethereal winds of the universe drift down from the seven heavens, sweeping across the Prime Plane, where mortals dwell, before ultimately merging into the immutable Elemental Planes. And the River Styx, even more ancient than the ancient, flows through Baator and the Abyss in the lower planes, its source unknown, its destination unknown. West of Toril lies the continent of Faerun, where the gaze of the gods converges. In this land, heroes write epic tales of sword and magic, kings forge power with iron and blood. The dice of fate have been cast, and the gods await the answer. Our story takes place on the Sword Coast, nestled on the western shores of the Sea of ​​Swords, south of Waterdeep. Our story begins with a stranger.

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Huai Su Zhi. Kind, seemingly gentle, beautiful, and indeed stunning. Narcissistic, and generally proud. Admired by the younger generation of the righteous path, she is the future ruler of the demonic path. In this era where the demonic path has withered, and the Yuanshi Demonic Sect's mountain gate has been destroyed for over a century, she is the only hope for its revival. This is destined to be a path treading on thin ice, a path fraught with peril. Huai Su Zhi walks in the light for this purpose, moving among the various sects of the righteous path, making friends, confidants, and then best friends. Years later, when these best friends have fully matured, and Huai Su Zhi decides to become the ruler of the demonic path… she suddenly overhears the inner thoughts of one of her female best friends. “What a fine piece of paper… it’s a pity I have no excuse, otherwise I really wanted to write on it.” Huai Su Zhi thought about her name and realized that things seemed a little unfavorable.

In Yulin Town, south of Lansha Island in the East Pole Sea, there lived an obscure family of cultivators named Li.

The clan has only existed for three hundred years, and has never had more than one Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The spirit stone reserves are no more than a thousand, and resources are extremely scarce, so even beautiful female cultivators are unwilling to marry into the family.

The situation only began to change after the fifth clan leader, Li Qingxiao, took office.

The clansmen discovered that with more spirit stones and sufficient resources, their cultivation levels were rising, and beautiful female cultivators were vying to marry them.

Many years later, the members of the Li clan stood on the peak, overlooking the heavens and the earth, looking down on all things. Some even waved their hands and said, "From now on, all the heavens and the myriad worlds are no more than the territory of my Li clan."

Clan Chief Li Qingxiao said: "Surviving is not enough; we must continue to strive! The clansmen's yearning for a happy life is my goal."

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Mr. Chuan was very sad because he had transmigrated into Miss Bu Chuan. Miss Bu Chuan was even sadder because being burdened with such a money-grabbing system was the worst luck imaginable! What sins had she committed to incur such a terrifyingly astronomical debt?! Immortality—how wonderful, how wonderful, making money for a lifetime, right? The system was truly speechless. So, what was Miss Bu Chuan planning to do with her anti-human weapon today? Wait a minute… rob a bank? Wait! The system absolutely does not condone a high school girl robbing a bank! Miss Bu Chuan, please come back!! This story is also known as "The Poor Bu Chuan," "I, Will Become a Tycoon!", "The Genius Poor Girl," "An Ordinary High School Girl Can Also Become a Tycoon," "Choosing Poverty," "Would You Like Some Money Today?", "The Mystery of Poverty"... Let's all make money together! (Kira Star~☆Kira PS1: This is a yuri story with a transformation theme, and it belongs to the light novel style. Please do not enter if you do not like this. PS2: The protagonist of this work is a "strong-willed uke". Miss Ayumi is very domineering, but she is destined to be a uke who will never turn the tables.)

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...

[Extreme Muscle Training] + [Martial Arts Mastery] + [Decisive and Ruthless] + [Refreshing Read]

The great path has collapsed, and strange and bizarre things have sprung up everywhere.

You Chen is reborn as a teenager and awakens his martial arts panel.

Wind and Thunder Palm, Golden Body Skill, Eagle Claw Skill, Blood Slash Blade.

The martial arts skills that ordinary people practice diligently for a lifetime can be directly improved in terms of stats.

Who says only ghost tamers can fight against monsters?

When I circulate my martial arts, my body swells into a ten-meter-tall muscular giant.

What kind of eerie spirits are they? We can destroy them with our bare hands!