Groups of slimes held up signs promoting recycling and rode skateboards through the streets and alleys.

The mutants rode on steam locomotives, swaying from side to side to the heavy metal music.

The white-haired wizard celebrated drawing an epic card by ecstatically summoning meteorites to fall from the sky.

In the dark alley, the cyborg opened his chest and took out a few blue pills, then stealthily handed them to the sanctimonious Paladin opposite.

This is the Capital of the Seven Realms, a fantasy city connecting seven worlds, a sinful city immersed in darkness.

Crow stood high above the city, stretching out his hand downwards. The brightly lit city seemed to be held in his palm. Behind him, a full moon slowly rose.

Serious introduction: Well, actually, this is a cliché story about a sister-con named Crow who takes advantage of the situation in the capital of the seven realms to make trouble and finally reaches the peak of his life.

Chen Fan transmigrated to a parallel world ten years ago, but was forced to become a greasy butcher.

After getting drunk, he drew a comic book documenting his dreams, but unexpectedly, he became bound to a system and transformed into the strongest prophet.

"Holy crap, this quality even made it to the first page? Is the website sure they're not mistaken?"

"The author wields a butcher's knife and rampages through the city for kilometers, even taking down a giant monster three stories tall in one move?"

"Holy crap, this guy actually turned the monster into stir-fried shredded vegetables with a swift stroke!"

"Nonsense, that was clearly my bald instructor, driving back and forth on the monster's head explaining driving test part two."

"Huh? What I saw was Tony the hairdresser downstairs, wielding a 40-meter curling iron, burning the monster to death?"

"Stop arguing! It was a mosaic person who put a thong on the monster, making it so embarrassed!"

Chen Fan: System, what kind of garbage skills have you given me...?

Well, this is a short story written by the author YY. When the people of abundance launched the fourth Great War, the immortal ships Yaoqing, Zhuming, and others were caught in the flames of war and had no time to come to their aid. Luofu became the only ship in the alliance. General Jingyuan of the Divine Strategy died in battle at the Jade Realm Gate, and the Grand Diviner Fuxuan burned his life, leaving behind the dying wish that "only the Azure Sparrow can bear the weight of chaos."

Once a fortune teller hiding in a card room, she was forced to take up the blood-stained seal of a general. She used jade cards to divide defense zones and extracted intelligence from the card table, but in the face of the Fengrao Allied Forces blocking the airspace, the Buliren launching a surprise attack on the flanks, and the Wingers trying to turn Luofu into a "nutrient pod" for Qiongsang, she gradually awakened the power of the Hunting Commander.

From using the "fishing for the moon in the sea" tactic to raid the enemy's supplies, to connecting three defensive lines with the "four hidden triplets" formation, and then wielding the hunting silver bow to face the Abundance Envoy, Qingque was constantly torn between "wanting to slack off" and "having to endure," but ultimately, in his own way, he protected the immortal ship that Jingyuan and Fuxuan had risked their lives for. This is a war belonging to the "chaos players," and also a legend of a lone star carrying on a legacy, and a flickering lamp illuminating the chessboard.

I'm dying.

With three months and five days to go, I boarded a cruise ship.

My destination was a small island that wasn't even marked on a map.

As for why I know my death date so clearly, it's not because I can decide life and death on my own, but because three months from now is my 25th birthday.

In our small fishing village, none of the men live past twenty-five!

My name is Li Jinhuan, and this story begins twelve years ago.

[Gantz + Decisive Killing + Cold-blooded and Merciless + Derivative Fanfiction + Anime + No Female Lead]

New book: [I am in Naruto, I can fuse the protagonist of the fanfiction! 】

At the beginning of the story, Ye Yue traveled through the world of Gantz and found that he was being targeted by multifaceted aliens. Other people's black ball missions were monsters such as Onion Alien, Tanaka Alien, Dinosaur Alien, Vampire Alien, and Ghost Alien.

And what the hell is going on with Yeyue?

The Pitman from Ultraman? The boss King Aire?

The Fighting Star from King of Fighters 97? BOSS Qijiashe?

And this is just the beginning. As the mission continues, Yeyue discovers that the mission he has experienced is simply the ultimate patchwork of anime.

Alien Peter, Alien Fighting, Alien Luffy, Alien JOJO, Alien Saiyan, Alien Ninja, Alien Black, Alien Bug, Alien Ghost... Various creatures that Ye Yue was familiar with in her previous life appeared one after another.

Fortunately, Yeyue can use the 100-point option to randomly draw the talents of these alien creatures, telekinesis, incarnation of thunder, Kamehameha, substitute arrow, monster cells, slippery factor... Countless talents of alien races allow Yeyue to gradually evolve into a god.

The ten-dimensional universe is in upheaval — the Supreme Heavenly Dao has collapsed!

A dormant 3D Farming System seizes the chaos to go on a rampage, vowing to stir up the turbulent era!

At the Awakening Ceremony on the Canglan Star, 6-year-old Lin Yetian fails to awaken, becoming the number one good-for-nothing.

The character “Ye” in his name becomes a joke. With no place to study and under constant ridicule, he struggles just to survive.

But then — fate flips!

A world-ending meteor shower strikes Canglan Star. The top-tier geniuses scramble to hide underground, while the “trash” Lin Yetian is chosen by the Farming System and begins to defy the heavens and rewrite destiny!

A domineering Heavenly Dao tyrant beauty descends with a bang, arrogantly declaring she has already crushed 999,900 Heavenly Dao systems!

Fortunately, Lin's Farming System...

[The God of Drama Path + Sequence Potions + Not a wish-fulfillment story + Role-playing + Steampunk style + Slow burn + Cthulhu elements]

This is a world shrouded in fear and madness.

When everyone is worshipping gods, the ceremonial deity masquerades as a "god".

At first, it was just about survival.

But he soon discovered that in this world,

God is not the only source of madness, and humans are not much more normal than God!

Some repent in pools of blood, while others praise hypocrisy amidst flames.

Some people treat killing as a faith, while others treat prayer as a performance.

Feng Dian used disguise, deception, performance, and manipulation to gradually turn the idol into his own "mask."

Thus, among the gods to whom all beings prayed, an unnamed being appeared—

"The God of Drama," the god of magic who weaves nightmares, the embodiment of lies and deception.

He is not a god, but he is more terrifying than a god.

He said, "Since faith is a performance, then I will take control of this show."

After a second transmigration, the protagonist discovers they carry their previous system. The Plundering System requires "Merit Points" to operate (limiting unrestricted plundering).

-Espers must undergo a modern tribulation to break through (lightning tribulation transforms into missile form).

-Psionic technology products: psionic prosthetics/quantum talismans/virtual cultivation pods.

This is a new work by a new author, so please forgive me if there are any shortcomings in the writing.

The tower of the imperial spirit stands on the planet, and the disturbing star cage deceives the sight of the gods.

Six kings staked their fates on the land, and the deceased paved the way with their souls.

When all the flames are finally extinguished, can we still see the dawn breaking through the long night and hope coming?

"Ayan, you were my salvation..."

"Now, let me be your hope!"