[Quick transmigration + system + invincible + positive energy + humorous and lighthearted]

The entire process of transforming into a pink slime and becoming the Demon Lord alongside Rimuru.

Lin Chu: "I am weak, pitiful, and helpless, why do they all want to fight me?"

Everyone: "Do you want to hear what you're saying?!"

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(Main characters: Lin Chu, Rimuru)

He unexpectedly finds himself transported to the world of Fairy Tail, only to discover he possesses the ability to summon Digimon. In this world of magicians, how will he and his Digimon partners write a new legend for Fairy Tail? When the magic of Fairy Tail clashes with the Ultimate Digimon, an adventure spanning dimensions begins.

Xia Wen transmigrated into the game Minecraft and became a blocky character.

After completing the game, his anticipated journey back to Earth did not happen.

However, a dungeon linking to another world appeared in the mountains near the spawn point.

Xia Wen discovered that whenever an adventurer entered the dungeon, his block world would load a new MOD.

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What? Powerful magic from another world?

Sorry, how about learning about Iron Magic?

What? Legendary alchemy from another world?

Sorry, but how about the Pigman Tower, which produces a fortune every hour?

What? A legendary creature of unparalleled power?

Sorry, Ice and Fire Legends, Cataclysm, Duskwood, Azure Sky, Born of Chaos, Legendary Monsters, Eternal Starlight...

The surgeon who had just completed a high-intensity operation suddenly died and woke up to find himself in the world of One Piece.

Before he could even figure out what was going on, he activated the "All Things Healing System" and casually treated a severely injured sea king on the roadside, restoring it to its original state with a single finger.

The passing naval admiral, Long, watched this scene in shock and took the initiative to go up and make friends with him.

The doctor chuckled as he looked at the dragon, bewildered by the question of world justice:

"Since the world is afflicted with a serious illness, why not join me... in establishing a revolutionary army?"

Luffy gave up on becoming the Pirate King; his dream became: "I'm going to be the commander of the Revolutionary Army."

Nami: "Doctor, I've learned how to control the weather. When can I join the Revolutionary Army?"

Zoro: "Kuina, wait for me, I'll come find you at the Revolutionary Army."

Sanji: "Huh? Why didn't the doctor choose me???"

[Mechanical Ascension] + [Strategic Gameplay] + [Dual Sequence]

A gray fog descends, and eeriness roams freely. Mechanic Lin Jin awakens the All-Encompassing Upgrade System in his left hand and firmly grasps the Mechanic Sequence in his right.

While others were struggling for a bag of compressed biscuits, his beat-up van had evolved into a mobile war fortress.

While others whisper fearfully, his artillery fire is redefining the laws of physics.

Everyone says he's the most powerful figure in the apocalypse, and also the most dangerous madman.

When the ultimate mechanical madness meets the unerring control of human nature, will they join forces to restart the future, or... fight to the death first?

Transmigrating to a world where immortals and Confucian scholars coexist, a world of diverse schools of thought, Bai Lin obtains a Teacher's System, using the Way of the Teacher to attain immortality. However, Bai Lin discovers that his students are becoming increasingly eccentric. Bai Lin: "The effects of force are mutual." Student: "Teacher, I understand! I've mastered the art of using force against force!" Bai Lin: "One part saltpeter, two parts sulfur, three parts charcoal, add a little sugar, and you have a giant Ivan!" Student: "Teacher, look! This is a new weapon I developed. It relies on self-destruction to fight the enemy. It's cheap, plentiful, and filling!" Teacher's System: "The Way of the Teacher is also the Way, and truth is also principle." Bai Lin: "Then I can teach medicine, right?" Student: "Teacher, this is my graduation thesis, on the damage of penicillin to monsters and its usage!" Bai Lin: "You are my teachers. I'm convinced. I can't teach you anymore, or I'll become a saint."

The grand stage of Devouring Stars, don't come if you're a nobody. Transmigrating to the world of Devouring Stars, Ji Dongshan became one of the descendants of Ji Tianzang, the Silver Snow Marquis. Unfortunately, his talent was mediocre, and his cultivation only reached the Stellar level. After eight thousand years of arduous cultivation with no success, he could only inherit his father's life-bearing planet to live out his days in peace. He only intended to plant flowers and grass, enjoying his old age, but unexpectedly awakened a cheat code—farming yielded ten thousand times the return! "Harvested one Pure Heart Lotus, obtained one Ice Heart Lotus Seed." "Harvested one Lan Ke Fruit, obtained one Life Fruit." "Harvested one Life Fruit, obtained 1.13 million cubic meters of Locke Divine Water." "Cultivated the Destroying Behemoth into an Immortal, obtained a Domain-type Treasure, Flowing Light Domain. Fusion Talents: Time Law Affinity (6%), Lightning Law Affinity (23%)." Billions of years later, Ji Dongshan blocked Luo Feng behind him, his gaze greedy...

[Game, post-apocalyptic, data-driven, no reincarnation, no system, single female lead]

Any product from Star Dream is a must-buy!

The game has arrived, the world has become digitized, and firearms have become obsolete and useless. Everyone is forced to become a player, either to be killed by monsters or to kill monsters to increase their strength and try to survive.

Talent Levels: White-Green-Blue-Purple-Orange-Red-Gold

However, Chen Mo unexpectedly acquired a dark talent.

Everyone knows that the golden talent can sweep away everything, but they don't know that the inconspicuous black talent has infinite possibilities.

From then on, the world had a god of slaughter, who slaughtered all races into submission and made the gods tremble!

A pure behind-the-scenes mastermind story, an ensemble drama —————— Reborn in Tokyo, Japan, creating ghost stories from scratch. Legends of vampires circulate in the city, fishermen remain silent about sirens, and archaeologists are thrilled by traces of dragons' past. A constant stream of extraordinary individuals emerges, and the night of a hundred demons descends; all the extraordinary phenomena in the world originate from the arrival of that one person. "The ordinary world is utterly monotonous; I merely added a little spice," Shen Kong murmurs, looking at the world he has wreaked havoc.

When I woke up, I found myself a white-haired, red-eyed "monster" wandering in the ruins of Tokyo—a "cursed child" despised by the world.

But I know that inside this body lies a soul that does not belong here, and a cold memory that knows the tragedy to come.

This is not a game.

This is "Black Bullet," a desperate world where children are used as weapons and hope is sold by the gram.

The roars of Gastrea echoed outside the walls, while human malice festered within. And girls like me rotted in the cracks.

But I don't accept it.

They do not accept the tragic fate destined for Aihara Enju, nor do they acknowledge the inevitable demise of Senju Natsuyo, nor do they admit that there is no place left for "us" in this world.

Since we're homeless, let's build one ourselves.

My weapon is not a sword or a spear, but a bond.

The body's ability to awaken is strange—I can sense pain, share wounds, and ultimately weave our lives together in a web.

It all started with taking in the first fellow abandoned person, and with marking out the first inch of "our territory" in the ruins.

We steal supplies, exchange intelligence, walk the edge of the black market, and squeeze a glimmer of light from the cracks of despair.

We are a group of unwanted children trying to build a brick of our own in the apocalyptic torrent.

Rentaro Satomi wants to save everyone in front of him.

And I want to build an unbreakable wall for all the souls who have nowhere to go.

This is the worst of times, where the line between steel and flesh has become blurred.

This is also the best of times, because those who own nothing will eventually crown themselves.