“This guy, how heavy is his taste, he’s still able to eat?” Waking up, she looked at her reflection in the mirror, explosive hair, tattoos, and a demon-like face. Look at her for more than a second and you’ll have spicy eyes (your eyes will bleed-aka she looks really ugly).

Before her rebirth, she was in love with someone else, bent on escaping, and after having relations with him, hates him deep to his bones.

After her rebirth, she looked at the beauty on the bed, seriously thinking, the one who left his shadow in the past, seemingly should be him?

In her past life, her mind was muddled. She tried to get rid of the outstandingly beautiful husband that she didn’t want, was victimized by slag men and cheap women, and her most trusted friend brainwashed her. In the end, she found people rebelling and friends deserting (isolated and alone).

In this lifetime, all of the evil people scheming and longing for her divorce should yield. Sorry but this young miss’s IQ is on the line!

Chen Lian, unemployed upon graduation, tries to make ends meet by auditioning for a variety show. The interview turns out to be about solving a crime, and Chen Lian can't help but think back to his four years in college, when he'd dreamt every night that he was at a crime scene and had to find the murderer, or else the cycle of murder would repeat itself. For Chen Lian now, such a problem is nothing more than a sideshow. Unexpectedly, participating in a variety show is actually a match made in heaven, and the police even come knocking.

[Snake Court] + [Samurai Zero] + [Multiple Heroines] + [Rise of Muggles] + [Power] + [HP Natives]

Daud Wick, who has lost his memory, thought he could become the best killer in the world with his time ability, but one day he entered the magic school Hogwarts, and thought being a wizard killer would be a good idea.

But time is determined by fate and is not in our control. The twists and turns of fate are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

First-year Nicolas Flamel wants to sign an unbreakable vow with him, and Grindelwald wants him to inherit the Saint

The organization I worked for before the second year directly sent people to break into Hogwarts and finally escaped unscathed.

In the third year, a behemoth that swept the world surfaced and declared war on the entire wizarding world.

What will happen in the future?

"The road to destruction is shorter than you can imagine"

So said the third generation Dark Lord of Britain, Dowd Wick.

(The first grade will probably stick to the original novel, but starting from the second grade, the plot will be original and completely subvert the original novel)

The world is divided into two layers.

Yan Jing, who was pulled into the treacherous and absurd

back world copy to become a player, decided to solve the

problem from the root:

If you don't want to be killed by weirdo, you have to become

a weirdo first.

With the [Weird Life Role-playing Game] system, Yan Jing played them, gradually understood them, and finally became

them and took over their lives.

Yes, weird people also have their own lives.

They have their own interpersonal relationships, their own

daily life, and the murderer who killed them.

"The mysterious cameraman in the strange city"

"The dejected young master of the grotesque Republic of China period"

"The cat boss on the cybo street"...

Every weirdo has his own unfinished story.

A cryptic fanfiction featuring both vengeful spirits and demons. It begins on the eve of World War II, with President Ke already ascending to demigod status and the other members all mid-sequence Beyonders. The Tarot Club has become a powerful syndicate of traitors. To digest the "madman's" potion, the protagonist plots the kidnapping of Miss Audrey Hall, known as "Backlund's Diamond," thus beginning his interactions with the Tarot Club. Also known as "The Years I Slave the Tarot Club," "My Anecdotes with Tarot Club Members," and "The Devil's Self-Cultivation"... This is the author's third cryptic fanfiction. I'm also the author of "Secret: The New Black Emperor Arrives" and "Secret: I Married the Mysterious Queen," so feel free to dive in.

A mystery fanfic, following the path of an assassin. An unexpected transmigration to the world of Lord of Mysteries. Becoming a born half-Sequence Nine 'Assassin'. Initially believing he could live a carefree life thanks to his 'noble' inheritance, he is forced to be named 'Countess' at the start.

Single sequence + infinite weirdness + sequence potion + post-apocalyptic highway survival + stockpiling supplies + decisive killing + high intelligence

"This station reports: The current time is 10:10 AM on October 10, 2035. Please remember this moment of perseverance in the darkness—"

As of now, all thirty-one major cities of the Great Xia Dynasty, including Shanghai, Yancheng, Chongqing, and Shanghai City, have been confirmed to have been mysteriously occupied.

"Human civilization is facing the most brutal test of survival since its inception."

"Please remember: This is not the end, but a protracted battle for the survival of humanity."

"A message to all fellow survivors: Please strictly adhere to these three ironclad rules of survival: Do not look directly at the blood-red sun; do not respond to anything eerie; do not attempt to salvage the situation."

"Live on, for those who are dead."

...

A gloomy mist shrouds the land.

Amid the ruins of the city, traces of humanity’s past have yet to fade from this forsaken ground.

The glory is gone, and now humans are hiding like rats beneath the flicker of flames. The black sun hanging high above is a symbol that this place has changed hands—this is their paradise.

Beneath the surging depths of the sea, something is rising. In the void, heavy whispers echo, while strange, veiled silhouettes observe in silence.

A glimpse of malevolent compound eyes flashes from beneath the bed, while an evil presence lingers in the otherworld. Tempting whispers surround the ears, as terrifying entities wander through the ruins.

Evil thrives and grows, while humanity’s spirit dims and loses its light.

Lu Li holds salvation tightly and walks toward them with unwavering steps.

Weird recovery...

The fear that spreads fear and absorbs fear is weird;

One man becomes an army of paper figures;

The bloody sword that cuts off everything;

The strange grave where everything is buried...

Grasp everything and touch the treacherous hand of illusion;

Extreme defense, ever-changing and strange skin;

The sea of blood surges into the sky, the strange blood that melts everything...

Lu Yu used the power of latitude to integrate dreams and evolve the dream world.

Use the dream world to swallow up the weird, integrate weird abilities, and even use powerful weird and weird abilities to evolve a weird world.

As his strength increased, Lu Yu's family gradually became strange...

Weird flowers and plants, vines swimming and preying on, swimming pools rippling with blood, twisted and wriggling shadows, weird and laughing paper figures...

As a survivor of the war, Roger is learning magic just to survive.

Nicolas Flamel: "Then I will teach you how to make the Philosopher's Stone and brew the Elixir of Life, okay?"

"No, no, it's called immortality, but after hundreds of years, the body will decay and suffer endlessly. Can this be called immortality?" Roger shook his head.

Voldemort: "I will teach you the method of Horcruxes, which can be divided into seven parts and reborn after death. How about it?"

"If you don't want to learn, you will be incomplete if your soul is cut. Even if you seem to be reborn, the Ship of Theseus, which has lost its continuity, is no longer the me I once was?"

Dumbledore: "Death is not the end, but a new great adventure. I will teach you..."

Before he finished speaking, Roger interrupted: "When there is still hope, choosing death is nothing more than admitting defeat and escaping from this world. Without hope, how is it different from real death? Don't learn!"

Grindelwald: "I will teach you the art of prophecy, anticipate the enemy's moves, grasp the tide of the times, lead wizards to greatness again, and then gather the power of all wizards to support you and prolong your life. How about it?"

Roger, who is also a prophet like him, thought about it seriously, and finally shook his head. "Just as I am now above this era, there are always talented people in every generation, and the world is vast and boundless. No matter how powerful I am, there will always be more powerful beings standing in front of me in the future. No one is always invincible, and no one is really invincible. Being too deeply involved with all living beings is not the way to eternity."

Rejecting the teachings of the last elder, Roger Virgil looked into the starry sky: "...There is no way in the world, it seems that I can only open one myself."