[Low score at the beginning] [Science fiction interstellar, the protagonist grows from 0, early development vests appear, fictional forces swallow up the big with the small, and in the later stage, the army explodes and sweeps the world]
This is the story of a high school student who goes from being the young master of a fictional faction to becoming the overlord of the universe with trillions of ships!
Good news: Bound to a citizen terminal of a super empire that rules half of the universe.
The bad news: I am just a poor student from a low-level civilization and have no connection with that unknown empire (that is, I am an illegal resident).
Lin Fan connected to a citizen terminal that had lost contact with the Randy Empire. With the advanced technology of the terminal database, a fictional Tianheng organization came into being.
With the help of the fictional super power Tianheng, Lin Fan pretends to be a tiger and eats the wolf, gradually strengthening himself.
That day began.
A general-level master who calls himself the Starlight Knights appeared in the Federation. He became famous after a fierce battle in the starry sea and was feared by the Federation.
The Federation forces discovered that Tianheng was hiding five legions and five knight orders, and was suppressing the Cloverfield star field.
The forces in the Cloverfield star field discovered that this world actually has the Supreme Council of Humanity. Is this just a corner of the wilderness?
The manipulator behind all these sensational news was none other than Lin Fan.
He hid behind the scenes, controlling one vest after another, allowing Tianheng's top executives to return to their positions one by one, and turning one lie after another into reality.
As the news spread more and more widely, some people began to question the authenticity of Tianheng.
"What?! You said my Tian Heng is fake?"
Lin Fan pointed at the billions of warships behind him and said, "Have you asked about my Dark Matter Zero Pulse Cannon? It's 2,000km in diameter. Have you asked for its opinion?!"
"Now, I am the Supreme Council of the human race. Who is in favor? Who is against!"
Richard, the time traveler, faced both good news and bad news. Good news: He'd traveled through time and become a wealthy young man. Bad news: He'd arrived in the unfamiliar land of Oluba. Good news: Pokhrani, where he lived, was a wealthy nation rich in "star steel" deposits. Bad news: It was September 1, 939, and Pokhrani, facing the "blitzkrieg" launched by the Talmenrecher Empire, was about to collapse. Watching the Stukas swooping down from the sky, the time traveler was overcome with grief. "This place is terrifying! Let me go home!" Six years had passed in a flash, and Richard had earned many titles. He was universally recognized by all Pokhranians as the greatest national hero of the 20th century; he was the nemesis of the Desert Fox; he was the "White Death" who had killed the most enemy officers...
Traveling to the fantasy world, Mo Wunian arrogantly became the strongest demon lord in the Juetian Demon Realm and was cursed by the world.
However, he had a premonition that a child of destiny would come to reap the leeks...
"Reporting to the Demon Lord, I have found someone with great luck."
“????”
"This boy has a remnant soul in his body, and he has a great relationship with my Demon Realm, and even more so with the Gu family..."
Sure enough, the script came.
How could Mo Wunian, a time traveler, tolerate this?
"Send a message to the entire Demon Realm..."
[Ding! Binding system]
【This system serves the villains】
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[Everyone survives + Island survival + No CP + Growing female protagonist]
Simply put, this is a story about survival on an island.
The Blue Planet is on the verge of the end of the world. When the end of the world comes, all people will be teleported to another world.
In this world, there is only one theme: survival.
Xu Mingyan woke up and came to the island alone.
In order to bring her younger brother over as well, she made careful plans.
From then on, he lived a life of killing whatever he met.
In the end, her power grew and her followers increased.
When he looked back, he had become the biggest lord.
In the SWORD region, a brother and sister transferred to a high school in Bandung. The man's name was Xiao Yutian and the woman's name was Xiao Qing. However, his brother was actually a fighting maniac. He established the Tianshi Group and tried to unify the entire SWORD region.
Travel through the game's other world, fight for hegemony, and obtain your own Mount & Blade - Three Kingdoms 11 MOD system, which is constantly being strengthened and upgraded. It's a total war, competing for the world.
Meng Wu traveled through time and space to become a part of the game, and obtained the self-made Mount & Blade - Three Kingdoms 11 MOD system. He developed slowly, recruited soldiers, occupied territories, climbed the technology tree, strengthened himself to become a fierce general and an extraordinary wise man, and the heroes competed for the throne.
As the Hun's horses' hooves shattered the ice of the Rhine, the 16-year-old Roman farmer Marcus knew only two things: run, and revenge.
On the day his village burned to the ground, his parents' blood soaked his sandals, his sister's cries were swallowed by the barbarians' wild laughter. From a slave in the army to a blood-soaked centurion, he grasped the old centurion's sword and tore his way through the corrupt legions: officers fed the barbarians with rations, the emperor watched the flames of Rome drunkenly, and even the swords of Gothic mercenaries were sharper than Roman standards.
When the Vandals sacked the Eternal City, he dragged his dying sister out of the pile of corpses, but his only response was "Don't let Rome rot completely."
In 476, the last Western Roman emperor stepped down from the throne. Marcus stood among the broken pillars, the rust on his sword redder than the setting sun. The empire was dead, but the smoke from cooking stoves crushed by iron hooves, the sighs of dying veterans, the faded word "Rome" on the pages of books—he wanted to let them breathe a little longer in the setting sun.
This is not an epic about saving the world, but a story about a small person who uses his life to protect a spark of light in an era of collapse.
Many people believe that F1 is a motorsport for white Europeans.
[I don't agree with it, but objectively speaking, this statement is correct.]
The warriors who battled death with engines and tires took decades to compose a glorious epic of technology and blood. As newcomers, we seem more like greedy latecomers trying to share their glory and profits.
Arrogance permeates the champagne-scented wind of the racetrack. On this roaring battlefield of asphalt, the breath of 1.4 billion people is as light as a speck of dust.
[But who among those who dare to bet their lives on the racetrack, regardless of their status, does not have the determination to reach the top of the mountain? ]
【As for me?】
Some say I'm an icebreaker, a shining calling card for our nation to the outside world.
But I know I'm just a gambler fueled by adrenaline, using madness as a bet.
Why should the rise of a great power depend on the success or failure of four tires? When fuel seeps into your bones and even your dreams are stained with the scorch marks of burnt rubber, patriotism becomes the most pale excuse.
I simply poured all my passion into this, and at the same time, tried to pave a way out for those who came after me. Perhaps this is just the obligation bestowed upon me by fate when it bestows talent.
......
"Say—who wrote this? This is so corny! Even if it's just an inner monologue, it's embarrassing!"
[Look at you, you're still reluctant to turn the page? What serious person would read the introduction...]
Also known as "Rebirth of America, Building LL Island"
August 9, 1973
Qin Xiao traveled to Beaver City, a famous city of harp.
Don’t invest in Bill Gates;
Don’t get to know Trump;
not to participate in the Cold War;
Don’t be the king of finance;
I only carry a film camera and become a style tycoon;
The Yamaguchi-gumi, the Seven Stars, the Maga faction, the Mafia, the Brotherhood, and the 17th Street Gang all bowed before me.
Meet all the Hollywood actresses and create your own LL Island!
Who said that the economy was sluggish and the situation was chaotic in the 1970s?
I said, this is the best era!
While European merchant ships were still searching for new trade routes across the world's oceans in the 17th century, in the distant region of Australia, the sound of roaring industrial machines could be heard.
Truckloads of coal are being shipped to factories, and countless industrial products are flowing to overseas markets.
When we come to trade with you with our goods, please do not let the cloth drop from our hands and hold the muskets behind our backs.
When the line infantry marched toward the earth in neat steps, when the cold cannons fired scorching shells.
Jiang Zirui stood at the harbor, watching the ironclad ships and merchant ships raise their red dragon flags, and pointed his finger into the distance.
"Let's go! Free trade!"