The father is kind and the son is filial.

A green hat and an egg for eternity.

Two-Sword Dragon Varian;

Jaina, the Infinite Ship King.

Maybe you don’t believe it, but the black turtles mentioned above are just McDonald’s spendthrifts.

The days of being a spendthrift are so dull and boring. Life always needs something to pursue. When the path to becoming a god of magic opens up...

Wait! Who told me that the talent is to put 1 point in [Light], and then all points in [Charge], [Frenzy], and [Titan's Grip]?

And... who let the stupid player in?!

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Reborn as Sun Ce, he dominates the Three Kingdoms.

When he woke up from his dream, he had become Sun Ce, the Little Conqueror. His biological father, Sun Jian, was fighting in Xiangyang and his life was hanging by a thread.

He had to save his father, fight for the country, and rescue both the chaotic world and the beauty, but things were not as simple as he imagined.

Yuan Shao, from a family that had held high office for four generations, was very powerful, but the lack of horses in Jiangdong made it difficult to contend for supremacy. The young emperor was very intelligent, but the scholars were arrogant and naive. The aftermath of the Yellow Turban Rebellion had not yet subsided, and powerful clans were already beginning to emerge. Famous ministers and fierce generals were merely shadows on the stage; an invisible hand was pulling them from behind the scenes.

There was exhilaration, regret, and helplessness, but the original intention remained unchanged.

With a bit of foresight, we gathered the wisdom and strength of good ministers and brave generals to forge the backbone of a powerful civilization.

This is my Three Kingdoms, and I am Sun Ce, the Little Conqueror.

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[Post-apocalyptic wasteland + mutant species + sentinel + ensemble cast + contaminated zone]

The dark apocalypse has ended, and the wasteland era has begun.

Countless mutant species and bizarre contaminated areas are devouring human homes.

A remote town was swallowed up by a polluted area, and Yun Zhao, who had just awakened his abilities, was forced to lead the entire town to relocate.

Her background is shrouded in mystery, and her strength is terrifying.

He was a complete weakling who couldn't lift a finger, carry anything, or even use a gun.

She also possesses a spiritual body that is different from ordinary people.

The little guy always looks at people askance, as if they're trash, and he calls everyone he meets "useless."

*

Everyone knows this.

Xie Tu, an S-class sentinel at Dawn Base, has a spiritual form that is a violent fire phoenix.

Upon first meeting, the Fire Phoenix pointed at Yun Zhao's spiritual form and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful! I want to pluck all my feathers and give them to it."

Xie Tu said expressionlessly, "If you dare to run around naked, believe me or not, I'll turn you into a roast turkey and serve you on the table."

Fire Phoenix: "But it's so beautiful. Why am I not a peacock? I want to spread my tail feathers."

Xie Tu: "Shut up!"

*

Within the contaminated area, there are mutants that can speak and retain consciousness.

Remaining in the pre-apocalyptic contaminated zone 88.

A realm of temporal distortion, an endless abyss, a prison for souls, and a strange gatekeeper...

A group of people are saving the world, hoping that one day, peace will prevail and the world will be restored to its former glory.

Reading Guide:

1. No time travel, native female protagonist.

2. The contaminated zone is similar to a dungeon mode, with the main objective being to save the world.

3. Introduction: This is a piece of trash; I struggled for ages to come up with this. Please proceed to the main text.

Warning: This story features a male lead, but the romance develops slowly. It combines slice-of-life scenes with the main plot, exploring themes of national duty and righteousness. It's plot-driven and not a mindless wish-fulfillment story. Note! This is a romance novel!

Lin Hao, a commoner genius (whose core is a Paradox Interactive war criminal), enters the Empire's highest academy, where he falls in love with and clashes with the effeminate princess Jiang Yao. As the "Great Age of Exploration" sweeps across the universe, he awakens the [Star Domination System], gaining access to green-skinned units and the power to rotate magnetic fields. Using the Pantheon to synthesize an evil god, he summons players of the Fourth Calamity, writing his own "war criminal" legend in interstellar space with both absolute rationality and chaotic methods. Ultimately, he uncovers the mystery of his origins and confronts the ultimate annihilation of the universe.

Diary: In the first year, I awakened amidst the apocalypse of humanity.

A group of humanoids, believing me to be the last glory, were willing to join my ranks.

Diary: In the second year, my humanoids and I successfully began exploring the interstellar sea.

Is the neighboring sector the Koprulu sector?...a bug, a race resembling humans, and a high-tech alien with pigtails?

Do you guys play StarCraft?

Diary: In the third year, for unknown reasons, a newly discovered civilization in the neighboring galaxy condemned me and declared me their sworn enemy.

Diary: In the tenth year, my relationship with the neighboring galaxy suddenly improved.

We're now discussing how to pay the "hire fee" for the fleet I'm helping to "patrol" their capital star.

Diary: In the nth year, my research team informed me that a fox cry, "Galaxy Rise, Human King," has been heard from the surrounding galaxies.

Steel thorns grow on the ground, the roar of gears resounds across the sky, black smoke obscures the sky, hot steam flows rapidly in the pipes, the super analysis machine and the password card make a subtle whisper, and the blazing white light composes here Following the annual rings of the times, the red fluid is here to restrain the throat of fate, the justice of bolts and rivets, the authority of caliber and range, the steel is roaring, and the sword neighs.

"Our Red Army is a heroic army, as invincible as our people." "From the British coast to Siberia, the Red Army is the most powerful in the world." Listening to the familiar song playing in my ears again, I looked at the viewing platform in front of me. The T3485 medium tank and the T14 Armata main battle tank rumbled past side by side, holding a camera in hand. Lin Jie, who was immersed in excitement and excitement as a melon-eater and military fan, would not know that a song praising countless people The Legend and Glory of the Great Patriotic War

Tanks galloping across the plains, fighter planes soaring in the blue sky, ships sailing across the oceans—how were their steel bodies forged? This is a fictional time-travel novel set in World War II, centered around weapon design.

Awakening in the ruins of an orphanage, he found himself chained and sold into slavery. A modern-day doctor of chemistry, trapped in an unknown ancient world, fate's quirks didn't defeat him. He crafted plate armor, invented paper, built roads, taught statecraft... attempting to carve out a niche for himself. But how could such a feat not arouse jealousy? The maritime hegemon Cartagena, the unstoppable army of Exorus, the eastern superpower Ardhania, the merchant alliance Sibalsis, the religious fanatics Izarid, and the ever-present barbarians of the Barren Forrest—all desired a share of his wealth. In a sea of ​​sharks, a skinny carp struggled to surge, struggling to leap over the dragon's gate and establish a dynasty to surpass them all.

Emperor Gabela: The Imperial Army is invincible on land.

Orc Chieftain: Each of the tribal warriors is as good as ten.

Emerald Elf King: The forest ranger never misses his target.

President of the Horn Bay Alliance: The alliance fleet is the undisputed ruler of the sea.

A mysterious organization: The prophesied era will eventually come.

Paul Graman: I am not targeting anyone, everyone here is trash.

The journey of crushing the low-magic plane with guns and cannons begins...