A space colony ship crashed on Terra. I slept for ten thousand years, and when I woke up... What? Earth is destroyed? What? The native human race of Terra is destroyed? What? There are sea monsters in the sea? What? There are warp demons in the Arctic? What? There's Originium in the air? What? There's a fluid barrier in the sky? What kind of ultimate cesspool is Terra? Doctor, can you explain this to me? Otherwise, I'll just wipe the whole of Terra out of control!

A numb killer was involved in a conspiracy because of a seemingly ordinary mission. Even if he tried hard to pursue it, he could only see things in the fog.

A seemingly straightforward and cheerful girl next door, her "unreliable father" actually became the contact of the killer next door. Is it a coincidence or intentional?

The daughter of a violent organization who took over her family in chaos found herself at the center of a struggle for power and profit on her first day in office. How could she quell this farce?

Good and evil are ultimately difficult to distinguish.

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In the year 3230 of the lunar calendar, a great catastrophe occurred, causing humanity to fall from its position as the world's dominant power, and China became humanity's last refuge.

In 3255, Marquis Wu, Lu Zhao, was under investigation.

"Logically speaking, a superhuman of your level has no right to investigate me."

The Divine Realm will open every few centuries. As countless powerful individuals enter to vie for the fragments of godhood, demons will also descend. Waves of brave young warriors will embark on their journeys. ...[Innocent]

When he woke up, he found himself transformed from a human into a newly hatched blue dragon, with a dragon-generating achievement system added to his mind.

While living with the Red Dragon Sister, she accomplished various feats: igniting her first dragon breath, taking her first flight, and subduing her first group of familiars...

He used lightning as his blade and wind as his wings, gradually growing from weak to strong, eventually becoming the Thunder King who commanded the submission of all races.

He'd transmigrated. Bound to a system, he could refine magic cores, grow stronger with divine power… As for whether he could refine a main godhood? Jerome Qin decided to wait until he was a tiny bit stronger before trying with a main god. After all, right now, he was only comparable to a main god. ——————————ps: [Fanfiction/Original Work] + [Slow Pace]

Countless ages ago, in the primordial chaos, heaven and earth were first created. Within this vast universe, countless material planes, like grains of sand in the Ganges, were born. Brilliant civilizations of martial arts and magic ultimately converged on the same path: the journey to godhood, fraught with peril. This became the endless legend sung by wandering bards.