[Awakening at the Start! One Punch Destroys an Admiral on Enies Lobby!] Transmigrated into Garp after the Enies Lobby incident, he activates the One-Punch Man System. Akainu: "Those who protect Luffy will die!" Garp sneers and throws a punch, using 10% of his power to destroy a Marine fortress and shatter the Justice Cloak: "Touch my grandson? I'll make justice a joke!" [Defection! The Strongest First Mate in History!] To rewrite the Marineford War, Garp defectes from the Marines! He single-handedly kicks through the Holy Land of Mary Geoise: "The Five Elders? Try touching Ace!" Turning around and boarding the Thousand Sunny, Luffy grins: "Grandpa First Mate! Let's have a banquet!" Kizaru flees at light speed: "My retirement pension can't cover the island repair costs!" [Ultimate Punch! The Age of Godslaying Arrives!] Kaido in Dragon Form? One punch slams into the Earth's core! Big Mom's Steel Balloon? The punch wind blows away the sugar, making her cry! Im's secret of immortality is revealed, and Garp, enraged, unlocks 100% of his power: "This punch—for freedom!" The Red Line collapses, and Luffy rides the wind from his punch to reach the top: "Grandpa! You're the best first mate!"

[Powerful Strategy] + [Court] + [No System] + [Not Brainless] + [High-End Game] + [Contending for Hegemony] + [Hot-Blooded]

The soul traveled to August 24, the seventh year of Tianqi, the first day of Chongzhen's accession to the throne, 17 years before Chongzhen hanged himself on Coal Hill in history.

At this time, Emperor Jiannu's Emperor Taiji had just ascended the throne, Liaodong had not yet been completely lost, and the Little Ice Age had just begun.

The plague and drought had not yet shaken the foundation of the Ming Dynasty, the courier at the Yinchuan post station had not yet rebelled, and Mao Wenlong was still trying to poke Huang Taiji's back door in Pi Island.

More importantly, Wei Zhongxian is not dead yet.

What’s more important is that those well-known warriors in history are still here.

Sun Chengzong, Sun Chuanting, Lu Xiangsheng, Hong Chengchou, Cao Wenzhao, Cao Bianjiao, Qin Liangyu, Zhou Yuji, Zu Dashou, Man Gui...

It’s not too late, it’s not too late for everything...

A Chinese man, a typical nerdy guy, tragically died while sailing through the Bermuda Triangle, but his journey transported him to pre-World War II Europe. Thereafter, history took a dramatic turn. Messerschmitt aircraft filled the skies above the British Isles, and the Iron Cross flag flew over the walls of Moscow. Zhang Chengtian stood before a crowd of reporters, a broad smile on his face: "We will bring justice to the world."

An art student travels back in time to the reigning prince of the House of Orleans, coinciding with the American Civil War of 1861. How will he capitalize on the Civil War to secure his first fortune and launch his grand enterprise? How will he navigate the oceans to signal his return during the Franco-Prussian War of 1870? How will Britain, Germany, Austria, Italy, and Russia fight their way out of Western Europe's monstrous chamber? Can the Mediterranean become his inland sea? See how the protagonist becomes a global hegemon and spreads his influence across the globe!

[Mind-reading + Accompanying the Army + Space Ability + Crushing s*um + Building Wealth + Marriage Before Love + Raising a Child]

After being framed, Lu Jiangyue transmigrated into a novel set in the 1980s.

The novel’s heroine, Lu Wanying, was her family’s adopted daughter and also the daughter of her father’s comrade-in-arms. Her father always sided with Lu Wanying, infuriating her mother. But the scheming heroine wasn’t satisfied—she wanted to ruin Lu Jiangyue’s reputation and force her to marry a s*umbag.

After being drugged, Lu Jiangyue woke up lying on the bed of Yan Chao, a high-ranking officer with an injured leg. The moment she opened her eyes, she locked gazes with his mu*derous glare.

“I say I was sleepwalking—would you believe me?”

“Sleepwalking in broad daylight? Onto my bed?”

“Mm-hmm.”

Before they could say more, Lu Wanying barged in with a group to catch them in the act!

Anyway, you’re about to get into a car accident and become a vegetable, so you…

[New Idea] + [Portal] + [Fourth Calamity for Nations] + [Original Minecraft] + [Invasion of the Realms]

Ye Tian obtains a world with unlimited resources, and also gains access to a portal.

Originally, I wanted to invade another world on my own.

But he discovered the flaw.

No mods, and the mobs won't listen to me, how am I supposed to play?

Fortunately, I have another talent

It is possible to possess a living being with one's consciousness, thereby achieving a controlling effect.

But I can only control one at a time, so I still can't play.

Fortunately, it didn't say that it could only possess one's own consciousness.

So Ye Tian went to seek help from the country.

The generals' consciousness was transferred into living beings, and they entered the portal.

Unlimited coal reserves brought power plants across the country back to life, causing electricity prices in China to plummet and enabling a global electricity price monopoly.

Unlimited gold, a scheme orchestrated for foreign investors to drive down gold prices.

Unlimited iron? I want an aircraft carrier every day!

If there's no firearms system, then let the nation create a module specifically for these creatures.

Without industrial technology, it's impossible for a nation's entire industry to create a robust defense for these creatures.

If there are no mutated genes, then let the nation's genetics be integrated into this group of organisms.

Can you imagine a sniper who is not only proficient in sniping techniques but also possesses the ability to teleport?

Fully armed zombies invade the zombie world.

A massive behemoth, weighing tens of tons, is hurtling towards you, its punches landing squarely.

Have you ever seen an iron golem driving a tank? I have.

A hundred-meter-long zombie charged wildly.

Ye Tian: I possess the strongest-willed group of people in the world, but their bodies don't need to be on the field; they won't die.

No mod? I have a national-level mod.

Disobey me? I have a highly skilled, disciplined, and undead legion responsible for analyzing the entire nation's resources.

“My son, on the day you were born, all of Westeros whispered your name, Arthas…” —Tywin Lannister. “Enough with the nonsense.” Arthas Lannister, clad in heavy black armor, his face mostly hidden by a sapphire-encrusted helmet, slowly approached, a greatsword of deep blue, engraved with a skull and ram's head, held in his right hand. “Speak your last words, Father!” (New book Game of Thrones: The Sword Saint of House Dane released)

A young lord rises in the North, starting with his family, and eventually dominates the North.

That year, Robert hadn't arrived on the King's Road yet, and Sansa was still in Winterfell. The main characters were battling the Bolton family.

Unifying the North, marching south to contend with the Lannisters, and soaring through the skies as a dragon knight alongside Daenerys.

The cold mist cannot conceal its sharpness!

We are hidden in the cold mist, but the blade remains—

It will eventually be drawn!

In Constantinople in 1272, an empire was fading into twilight. A soul from the future awoke in the body of Andronic II, the gravedigger of Rome. Distilled spirits, movable type printing, cannons, fleets… He wielded technology and reason as his sword, tearing a bloody path through the old world of theocracy and ignorance. From the first pot of gold in the royal workshops to the roar of the Anatolian industrial region; from the undercurrents of the Sicilian Vespers to the cannon fire of the battles on the Black Sea and the Mediterranean; from the iron hooves conquering the Turks to the white sails of the New World. —The old world was burning, and a new order was being born. This time, Byzantium was not the final chapter of history, but the beginning of civilization.

The mages who call upon the old gods, the knights who inherit the bloodline, long for the glory of yesterday;

The noise of steam engines and the roar of cannons indicate the direction of the future;

Anson, who is living in this world, embarks on a path that has never been imagined;

In the ashes of the old world...he will be crowned king!