The game world “Hongyuan Continent” had just gone live in the real world when an unknown error forcibly logged out all players.
But Shen Yan suddenly realized that his body hadn’t fully returned—his right hand had been left behind in Hongyuan Continent. What’s more, his game interface hadn’t shut down. He was still getting system prompts for killing monsters and receiving loot. Thanks to this, his strength kept increasing.
As it turns out, someone picked up his right hand—and was using it to grind monsters!
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My name is Gu Qingli. I’m a demon cultivator, determined to become a powerful and feared Demon Lady.
Unfortunately, I lost my cultivation—and my right arm. Stranded in a foreign land, I happened to come across a severed right arm. To my surprise, it was completely compatible with my body, so I temporarily used it as a prosthetic.
But then I discovered that this arm seemed to have a mind of its own. Sometimes it acted out of line, and it was even… growing stronger on its own.
I began to feel strange emotions toward it—maybe because I’d started to depend on its power…
Reborn into an excessively derivative Tokyo urban supernatural game, Natsuba Hanae gradually realizes she’s the second daughter of the Natsuba conglomerate from the original story. She’s that character: stunningly beautiful, utterly useless in combat, the ultimate flower vase. And a sacrificial lamb, destined to marry a fifty-year-old geezer upon reaching adulthood!
To save herself, Natsuba Hanae rises up in defiance, embracing her villainous side, and laying down schemes from a young age.
However, the limitations of having no supernatural abilities are too great. Just when she feels overwhelmed and powerless…
A cheat she created for this very game in her past life appears in her mind.
Natsuba Hanae: “Yessss!!”
[Thousand Faces Simulator Activated]
[You can now role-play as yokai, gods, and more]
[You have drawn the A-rank role-playing template – Ubume!]
[Upon meeting certain conditions, Ubume will evolve into the S-rank template Nine-Headed Bird!]
[Condition 1: Become the mother of one hundred girls]
Natsuba Hanae: “…”
How am I supposed to do that? Give birth to them?
“The single-player streamer Yang Yu, who makes a living by selling game guides, quietly passed away in bed after playing a game continuously for seventy-two hours.
Unaware of his own death, he was invited by a god to guide through a certain RPG game and was encouraged to choose the most difficult starting point for civilians.
Unable to defeat even a slime in the newbie village? Need to manually taunt just to learn a taunting skill? Only getting garbage from the lottery?
Faced with numerous difficulties, he… became excited.
True masters never fear challenges, only fearing games being too easy.
As he watched his barren status panel gradually fill up, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction filled his heart. Yang Yu gradually became addicted to causing trouble, unable to extricate himself.
“Huh? Looks like there’s a lone hero up ahead. Watch me turn him into a power house! Ah, he noticed me. Hero, don’t run away!”
【Host, host! I might be late, but I, the Femme Fatale Conquer System, am here to accompany you!】
【Now, let’s first conquer Momoana, a legendary female emperor who boasts looks and wits.】
Shu Yichao: “Charge, my nomads! Show them our unrivaled archery!”
And so, Momoana died.
【My host, I’ll assume what happened earlier was an accident. We have to succeed for the next one. Our next conquer target is Purin, a lofty and cold sorceress.】
Shi Yichao: “Clear the mobs and stack skeletons! I shall bring the undead calamity upon the world!”
And so, Purin died.
【…Maybe you didn’t hear me clearly, my host. I said court her, not cull her. Our next target–】
Shu Yichao: “Build the hive and spam the worms. My hive mind shall devour the world! Who can compete with me?”
【…】
Shi Yichao: “Halleluyah! I have finally gotten rid of every single one of them! Speaking of which, System, it has been a long time since you last spoke to me?”
【I’m tired. Just go and destroy everything.】
Zhang Sushang travelled through time.
He became separated from his family by a hundred years, his body gained two layers of fat, his BMI seriously exceeded the standard, his health was worrying, he was cut off from his family here, and he lost his source of income, causing him to be on the verge of starvation!
Picking up his pen in despair, Zhang Sushang could only hope to save his stomach with novels.
Right, he also needed to lose weight — too much fat would lead to fatty liver and the three highs of metabolic syndrome: high blood pressure, high blood sugar, and high levels of fat in the blood. If he wanted to see his family again, he had to make sure that he lived to see the next millennium!
The Winter Olympic Games were still two or three years away. If his dad was here, with the excellent fitness of an astronaut and the skills of a figure skating champion, he would definitely be able to win an Olympic gold medal. As for himself, he had only trained until he was sixteen years old, when he had to retire due to developmental issues. His highest achievement was a mere triple axel, so he could only write novels to fill his stomach.
Wait, could anyone jump a 3A right now?
At this time, no Chinese person had ever appeared at the Olympics. If a miracle could happen early, even a salted fish would fight for it.
And Zhang Sushang was no salted fish.
Some called him Lu the godly doctor, some called him Lu the flayer; some admired him for the mechanical prosthetics that allowed him to rampage across battlefields; some laid under his surgical knife, doomed to die; he could save people from the brink of death, and also destroy corpses without a trace; during the day, he was the warmest goodwill in the human world; at night, he was a terror that made the whole world shudder.
The scalpel hung from his fingers, a demon on one side, an angel on the other.
His name was Lu Yuan, a double-faced surgeon in a world where spiritual energy had revived, and also a professional ripper.
Hello, I am Jiang Li, the 37th-ranked sword cultivator of the Hidden Sword Peak. Due to recent financial constraints in my life, I have decided to write this script. By purchasing a copy, I, the esteemed sword cultivator, will teach you how to successfully charm those beautiful senior and junior sisters within a year. I will guide you on making the Iceberg Sword Immortal both love and hate me, and I will reveal the secrets to having the Grand Celestial Sect’s sect master treat me as their precious heart.
I am Jiang Li, a shameless sword cultivator.
Question: Beneath the starry sky, there stands a beauty. Her long black hair flows like eternal night, her bright eyes shimmer like the stars, her immense magic makes the world tremble, and her unparalleled beauty compels all beings to bow before her. Who is this beauty?
“That’s right, it’s me, the Queen of Witches, Dorothy!”
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3.3 (6 reviews)iang Huaining was reborn and bound to a system, only to discover she was actually the fake daughter in a switched-at-birth novel—and not just any fake daughter, but the vicious, scheming one.
She stole the company, stole the female lead’s parents, did every bad thing imaginable, and was ultimately ruined by the male lead, ending in bankruptcy.
After her rebirth, she started strong—slapped a disgusting bystander once, then gave the male lead three slaps as a warm-up.
Then she went home and said to her mom,
“Mom, wire me 300 million. Your daughter will make you the mother of the world’s richest person.”
“And you don’t like that Liu family brat either, right? The weather’s getting cold—how about sending him to jail?”
Anyone who messes with me, no matter how far, will be punished!
From that moment on, on top of her mission to become the world’s richest person, she added a new goal: send someone straight to prison.
…A multifunctional hemostatic agent, a levitating car, and holographic projection—these were just small steps on her path to kick aside the male lead and become a global tycoon.
—Later—
Reporter: “What do you think was the key to your success?”
Jiang Huaining: “My mom’s 300 million, my own brains, and all the praise from my sister and netizens.”
“Oh, and shoutout to my fake ex-fiancé for sacrificing himself and teaching me that to be a proper billionaire, one must never break the law.”
The male lead in prison: …
The former world’s richest man: …
The real daughter/female lead: My big sis is the best! She’s the smartest! The kindest! Always right!