Meng Yue had hoped to experience a new game, but instead, he'd been transported to an interstellar world. Even more tragically, he'd been conscripted into compulsory military service, with only three months left before he'd be drafted as a filler. Luckily, he could still log into the game store from his past life. "Ordinal Jianghu: Nine Streams," "Wastepunk 3077," "Sword of Order," "Black Myth: Origins"... By creating a character and progressing within the game, he could redeem their abilities for his real self. Break free from the fate of filler and achieve transcendence! ... Just when Meng Yue thought this was it, that through his own hard work, he was steadily ascending to the pinnacle of the astral realm, a new world emerged, and another interstellar war was about to begin. Immortals whose single words dictated the laws of the land; gods whose faith pervaded the planes; supreme wizards whose power could destroy the world; and even martial arts masters whose sequences reached the heavens... As the strongest figures of the new world appeared one by one, Meng Yue fell silent. These were all my in-game clones!

[Transform] + [Battle] + [Stick] + [Superpowers] + [Plot] + [Protagonist with Minor Mechanical Elements]

Orphanage, bullying, domestic violence: everything about him has been controlled by misfortune since birth...

Until his death...everything changed...he encountered a 'system'. Ye Xiaoyi traveled through time...

He was transported into the body of a young loli who had just committed suicide...

Thankfully, she had the 'system' by her side. She wondered if this time travel would be as the saying goes, "After extreme adversity comes a reversal, after adversity comes good," or...

Just like before...the calm before the storm. And she...was just a pawn of fate, a piece of trash. In this world where strange beasts roam and humanity is in decline, she faces two choices:

One: Live an ordinary life with the help of this so-called 'system'.

Two: Gain immense power, but remain stuck in this place for life.

Abandoning her human identity, she chose cyber life...memories transformed into data, souls into anchors...

She thought she wouldn't be targeted...until, unexpectedly, she was targeted by a perverted lolicon.

"Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi, you smell so good! I want your construct too!"

"Xiaoyi! Be my girlfriend!"

Ye Xiaoyi felt a burning sensation throughout her body as she stared at the looming figure, her heart screaming inwardly!

—Bring me the tonic!

….Years later

"Being targeted by a perverted loli girl like Tong isn't so bad, is it?"

"Brainy woman! Time to eat!"

"Got it~"

Ye Xiaoyi smiled and closed her diary.

I had an older sister who became a school idol, but she was a yandere;

My new friend is a white, rich, beautiful girl, but she is a yandere;

I found a wounded girl on the roadside, she said she was an elf, but she was a yandere;

A Digimon popped up in my computer, and she evolved into a girl, but she was a yandere;

My childhood sweetheart transferred back to school. She said she became a god, but she is a yandere.

There are yanderes all around me, but I won’t die because I can be resurrected infinitely.

Dear Father Moran Anderson: Congratulations! Although you never smoked, you have been fortunate enough to be diagnosed with lung cancer at an age when your soul is still fresh. Unfortunately, your business of raising "Children of Hell" is not yet complete, and this Duke has been forced to invoke the "delayed death" clause. After all, these slippery little creatures are far less cuddly than they appear. Please ensure that they are regularly fed with delicious souls, whether human, demonic, or angelic. Don't forget to abide by the "Heaven-Hell Truce" and the "Exorcist Association Management Act." You wouldn't want Michael, Gabriel, and the others to know about our transaction, would you? If you have any further questions, you can consult this Duke directly in Hell. I look forward to the day when I can personally harvest your soul. ———Lucifer, the Arrogant Duke, you are trustworthy...

Night falls, neon lights flicker. Gods build the stage, mortals become puppets. This is "Paradise of the Gods," a place where danger and opportunity coexist, where countless players frantically lose their lives or undergo transformative changes in each instance. Until Chen Jiang appears. Paradise of the Gods welcomes its 13th god. ... "There are 52 possible cards, but the magician always holds the 53rd." "My name is Chen Jiang, a..." "The Magician."

Indian mythology theme, readers can line up to receive the author's power! Serious version synopsis: Once the true Dharma declines and the wicked proliferate, Bharata's descendant, I created myself, to protect the good and to eradicate the evil, I am born again and again. ...Unserious version: Mahabharata, the Kuru war. Ahead lies the reincarnation of the god of light, wielding Brahma's magic weapon, the son of the Ganges, capable of destroying the world; behind is Kali, the embodiment of the degenerate age, leading countless Asura reincarnations. And I... am merely a handsome ordinary person! Now, all I can do is pick up a broken wheel from the ground and shout, "I'm not human anymore!"... There is already a 2.2 million-word completed Indian mythology work with over 10,000 subscribers, "Mythology: The Heavenly Emperor Isn't Working Today."

[This is my first work. Because I felt deeply disappointed by the plot of the original story, I tried to write my own fantasy. It's a story I wrote step-by-step, so there might be logical inconsistencies.]

The content is largely a heavily modified version of Arknights' main storyline. Characters may deviate from their original designs, but they definitely won't be severely altered (probably?).

[The character is reborn as an old Ursus Eagle Bannerman of Terra with his memories intact, emmm…]

The suffering of this land has never changed. Rather than compromising and indulging in the sugar-coated luxury of so-called nobility and pursuing unrealistic stability, it is better to break free from a decadent life, join hands with idealists in the struggle, build a future with the weapons in our hands, and open up the way forward with the sword of truth.

However, the road ahead is long and arduous, and the journey is fraught with difficulties…

Who? Whom will be saved?

I am the driver of the last midnight bus on route 14. I have to go to Shan'ao Village every night at 12 o'clock. Eight veteran drivers had accidents with this bus, either died or became disabled and mentally ill. Now I am the ninth driver, and all the stories start from here.

Main characters: Su Ren, Bai Xian,

Li Sheng was dead, but not completely dead.

After working tirelessly for the rebellion, he succeeded and was struck by lightning and turned into charcoal on the day of his coronation ceremony.

Before she had time to grieve, she was taken to the 'apocalyptic era' by something called the 'live broadcast system' and resurrected in the body of a ten-year-old girl.

If you don’t do live streaming, you will die. If you don’t work for the system to make money, you will die. If you don’t fall in love, you will die.

How can one describe how miserable it is for a dignified empress to be reduced to a minor worker?

Forget it, just endure it, it’s all for the sake of survival. After all, she still has to achieve the goal of unifying the world.

Demons, gods, strange stories, and the martial arts world.

In the tavern, the barmaid smiled and avoided the hands of others, her tail swaying under her skirt; in the night market, no one knew how many of the people under the hoods were human and how many were ghosts; tigers were walking on the mountains and rivers, and an old dragon was sleeping in Dongting Lake.

A sword, a man, and a book.

The road is ahead, the way is in the heart, and the sword is in the hand.

Kill the demons and monsters, and the immortals and gods will retreat.

When the True Lord arrives, there are no taboos.