If life could repeat itself, what would you do?

Would you repeat your first life and stay a normal average joe? Perhaps your gaze will betray the life you’ve already lived, but you remain insignificant and unknown, stretching your neck up high to watch the furling clouds roll by?

Or will you make the world your stage, stir up every cloud and wind under all the heavens, making the entire world your captive audience as you dance, making people’s hearts pound with your every move?

Composing my own laws, establishing the order I desire…a human life is a measly ten decades, so why don’t I light the candle that is my life and set this world ablaze!!

After watching the NS2 direct conference, a veteran gamer was infuriated by Nintendo's insane handling. Reflecting on the history of gaming, every console manufacturer, after a successful console, always messed up with the next generation, he criticized each one by name... Then, he woke up and was reborn in 1985 as Nakayama Hayao's son. After criticizing the console manufacturer, he was reborn into a future generation that no longer makes consoles, and he's still the crown prince! As expected, life's boomerangs are everywhere. After the criticism, he got a "youcanyouup"! Let's see how he shakes up the game in this golden age of gaming!

The youngest, silly fourteenth son of the Yan Emperor had reached the age where he should be given a separated territory now. He rejected the wealthy land, neighbouring the capital city, and instead chose the wildest land in the western region— Liangcheng. Everyone shook their heads and sighed. A fool is indeed a fool. If you go to Liangcheng, you will be killed by barbarians in less than three to five years.

One year later, the watermelon presented to the Emperor as the tribute from Liangcheng in the west was sweet and crispy. There was no one in the palace who did not love it.

Two years later, Liangcheng presented corn as a tribute to the Emperor. The yield was high, and the taste was good. No one in the country could resist liking it.

Three years later, Liangcheng defeated the barbarians and presented their prisoners in front of the imperial court. The people of Yan were excited and their morale was greatly boosted.

Four years later… Everyone said that the fourteenth prince Mingyu was a fool, while the little fatty Yu, who transmigrated with the golden finger, chuckled. Let’s see how you guys look at this fool build his own territory, then.

Farming + No System + Conquest + Time Travel + Single Female Lead + Sweeping Through England, France, and Germany

In 1288, Lin Lan transmigrated into the body of a bankrupt Scottish nobleman, facing famine, war, and despair.

He only wanted to farm and live a simple life, but the tide of history pushed him onto the stage. From a minor lord to a baron, from a baron to an earl, from an earl to Warden of the North, to Lord Protector, and then to King of Scotland, he swept through England and France, conquered both Romes, and became the Emperor of Europe.

A top-secret test explosion brought Xiao Ming into a parallel world similar to ancient times.

In this malicious place, as the least favored prince, he owns the barrenest fief.

Fortunately, in the top-secret experiment, an item named technology spar followed him here, giving him the ability to upgrade the technology tree.

So he began to grow farms in his fief and engage in a leisurely life of industry.

In the face of his unfriendly brothers and sisters, he has always followed the motto-friends come and get wine, jackals come and have shotguns.

Alternate Title: [Started as Imperial Physician, Your Grace Don’t Look Back, I Am Your Majesty]

Xiao He opened his eyes and became the Imperial Physician of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Therefore, he was involuntarily drawn into the struggles of the imperial harem. To save his life, he had no choice but to lie to the concubines.

Concubine Lian said, “Imperial Physician Xiao, do I have a stomachache, or am I pregnant?”

[1. Say stomachache, gain Great Mastery of Xuan Yang Divine Skill, ten years cultivation, with high probability of being executed on the spot]

[2. Say pregnancy, gain Pure Yang Sacred Body, Xuanwu Divine Skill, ten years cultivation, with high possibility of being exposed and torn apart by five horses]

Originally content to just be a gynecologist without involving in politics, Xiao He gradually stepped into court struggles for survival.

Between the concubine, the princess, and the empress...

Martin is a succubus who was shot dead by an arrow from the sun god during the battle between gods and demons. Martin is a PhD in literature and a senior film lover who died in a car accident in August 2023.

The souls of the two Martins miraculously converged and merged in the turbulence of time and space, and finally entered the body of an 11-year-old boy named Martin Meyers in Los Angeles, America in 1996.

There is no spiritual energy in this world? Fortunately, I am a succubus. Succubus cultivation does not require spiritual energy, but only requires the collection of desires.

Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness are all desires. As long as these emotions are directed at me, they can become nutrients for my practice.

Okay, let's see what reliable ways there are in this world that can mobilize the emotions of many people?

Hmm, writers, that’s good; hmm, music, that’s OK; wow, Hollywood movies, for the whole world, that’s great!

What's that word called?

Yes, plagiarist.

Start as a writer, with the ultimate goal of becoming an international film star.

What? You mean acting?

I am a succubus!

Zhao Wujiang traveled through time and space into the book, becoming the prince of the Zhenbei Palace of the Great Xia Dynasty, a minor villain in the book, and a novice experience pack for the protagonist Long Zhan. He knew that Long Zhan had the aura of a protagonist and was blessed with luck. In order to survive, Zhao Wujiang wanted to keep a low profile and stay away from Long Zhan and a group of female supporting characters, but...

The heroine of Long Zhan: What Long Zhan, I will only give it to Zhao Wujiang from now on!

Long Zhan’s beautiful godmother: Long Zhan, why don’t you come and pay your respects to your Uncle Zhao?

Long Zhan’s stunning senior sister: This Zhao Wujiang is even more handsome than my junior brother Long Zhan?

Long Zhan’s charm still remains. Female Master: Prince Zhao, my rebellious disciple has done many offenses, why don’t you let me pledge myself to him?

Long Zhan: Zhao Wujiang! My life... shouldn't be like this!

Zhao Wujiang: Although I abide by the self-cultivation of villains, it's useless for them to come here...

"Are you my knight?" the silver-haired boy asked, smiling at the blonde girl before him. This was their meeting when they were ten years old.

"Are you my bride?" Gently embracing the blonde girl, his companion for ten years, the boy questioned yet affirmed. This was the story of eighteen.

"Are you my king?" Half-kneeling at the throne, he looked up and smiled at the girl holding the Sword of Victory. The boy's smile was the same as the boy's ten years ago.

"I can be without eyes, but you, and all of Camelot, cannot be without eyes." With a smile, he forever gave his eyes to the girl, who had lost them due to the red dragon's curse. The boy had no regrets. This was twenty-five years of happiness.

"So, Arthur? Pen? Dragon? Artoria, King of Knights, young lady, will you... walk with me for life?" Smiling, he extended his hand to the girl, and the silver-haired boy asked the same question two thousand five hundred years later. This was a bond that had lasted two thousand five hundred years.

Du Wanchun's good marriage was snatched away by her stepsister, and she was forced by her stepmother to marry a disabled man from the Zhou family.

She thought she had fallen into a fire pit, but who would have known that the impoverished Zhou family suddenly changed after she married in.

The poisoned ducks were lively and lively and laid clutch after clutch of eggs.

Crops grew one after another on the barren rocky land.

The granary at home is full and there is no room for gold in the house.

The blind brother-in-law was promoted to a higher position, and the deaf brother-in-law was made a marquis and a prime minister.

Her handsome husband is no longer disabled, his waist is healed, and he holds her tightly every night.

As life was getting better and better, Du Wanchun discovered an unknown secret of the Zhou family.

My usually kind mother-in-law is not an ordinary farm woman.

The honest and sensible brothers-in-law are not ordinary farm boys.

The husband who dotes on her deeply is definitely not a delicate little husband.

He took her hand and came to the palace gate, smiling and said, "My wife, we are home."