The plan is to write three sections. First, the Austro-Hungarian Empire: how did an empire with a first-rate geographical location, advanced industry, and profound culture, seemingly with extremely high potential, reach its peak, and where did that peak lie? Second, how did the Russian Empire reach its zenith? Third, the Ottoman Empire or Italy (not yet decided). Join the book's group (878578959) for discussion.
If your eyes could see small print a kilometer away, see everything around you, and even see through everything, how would you use them? That's right, I'm talking about the Konoha Byakugan. Just looking at the lore, every Byakugan user is practically a wide-area human radar. To put it poetically, it's a bloodline limit; to put it bluntly, it's a cheat code—the kind that would get you banned in any game. In a fighter jet battle, if your radar is twice as strong as the enemy's, you can use them as target practice, and some might even be unable to leave the airport. So how should such a talent be used? The Hyuga clan's choice is to engage in hand-to-hand combat, specifically close-quarters combat. Isn't that like fighting in close quarters while wearing binoculars? Every time I see this idea, Hyuga Chomei feels a wave of dizziness…
The distant legends left by the ancient gods have long since vanished! Steam-powered war chariots now traverse the land, and the airships of powerful nations greedily carve up the world. However, this is a world where mages reign as gods of the battlefield. Only mages determine the outcome of wars and the rise and fall of nations! The resurrected gods survey the world… This is the story of an ancient Taoist priest reborn into a magnificent new era, forging a new path.
I am an Ashen One who awakened in the Undead Asylum, on the continent of Loran, where the cycle of rekindling the Flame has begun. Now, the Flame is weakening, the world is crumbling, and the hope of rekindling the Flame is fading. I unexpectedly obtained the Eye of the Ashen One, which can recall soul memories, analyze energy, and trigger prophecies of the end. With this ability, I see the true nature of the First Flame and see through the conspiracies of all sides. While others are lost in the struggle to rekindle the Flame, I possess more truth. Ultimately, I will break the cycle of reincarnation, reshape the rules of the world, and become the true ruler.
The time travelers from the Skuri clan carried unknown panels—perhaps creations of Tzeentch or Slaanesh? However, even if they were indeed their creations, the engineer Eski Ivo wouldn't relinquish them as long as there was profit to be made. His glorious rat life would begin with defeating Nagash and saving the world.
[An incredibly satisfying and exhilarating story! Earth was perfectly fine until a massive rift tore the solar system apart, unleashing endless demons and aliens from its depths.]
Have you heard? That madman is constantly yelling about saving Terra. He's not just a madman, he shouts something about the Emperor every time he kills those green aliens.
Meanwhile, on a battlefield
Lin Feng was so excited when he saw the green-skinned orc he had been searching for that he almost cried.
For the Emperor!
waaagh!
Having traversed Warhammer 40K, I found myself on the day of the Fall of Cadia! The roar of chaos filled my ears, and before my eyes, the Astragalians were being used as cannon fodder and fed into a meat grinder, with a survival rate of only 0.00017%!
With the Awakened Historian System, I can sense historical moments, record key fragments, and even activate the "Limited Intervention Protocol"—summoning real-world players to bring the Fourth Calamity to this despairing universe!
When players, clad in Kadia armor, crawled out of piles of corpses, shouted "Let's fight the boss!" at the Chaos Egg, used the molten gun like a water gun, and outmaneuvered demons with chainswords, I realized: these guys didn't treat Hell as a battlefield at all; they only treated the Fall of Kadia as a 99.9% realistic, hardcore raid dungeon!
Rescuing dying Space Marines, seizing Legionary data, and leading the remnants to break through the chaos's iron heel—the radiation zone of the Rift Valley holds a path to survival, but also a more terrifying abyss.
All I can do is lead this group of crazy players and, before Cardia completely sinks, use the shady tactics of the Fourth Scourge to pry open a ray of light for the dark future of the human empire!
[Time travel + System + Invincible protagonist + Warhammer reference + Father-son daily life + Invincible young hero]
I woke up to find myself the most miserable Primarch in the Warhammer universe, Guilliman!
At the start, the Eldar stabbed him in the neck with a knife, the Chaos Legion attacked him head-on, and his own offspring clung to a broken holy book from ten thousand years ago.
Luckily, I have the "Strongest Regent System" with me, and I merged with Regent Witrum at the start! I stopped the Thunderhawk with my bare hands, traversed warp space with my bare body, and crushed a Chaos Can with a single punch!
Abaddon: "How could he possibly be resurrected?!"
Tzeentch the Demon: "He dragged me out of warp with his bare hands!!"
Ultramariner: "Father...why are you taking out your belt?!"
Guilliman grinned: "Good boy, today Daddy will teach you what 'fatherly love is as solid as a mountain' really means!"
With all the Ultra Warriors upgraded and empowered by intelligent atoms, their offspring are all little superhumans!
The Khorne's army? Crushed! The filthy tide of corruption? Purified!
A treacherous scheme? I'll drag the real me out of the warp with my bare hands and slap him across the face!
Slaanesh is below, the Regent is above!
Guilliman shattered the Eye of Fear, grabbed the heads of the four evil gods, and threw them onto the Golden Throne: "Father, you didn't beat them hard enough or fast enough back then! This generation of Chaos—needs to be whipped with a belt!"
[My thinking power + Orcs + Time travel + Conquest + Joy + No female lead]
It starts with a green-skinned kid, and ends with him smashing through countless worlds.
What? Your unit is an angel? A dragon? A vampire?
Don't laugh at me for having only a little green kid. In a couple of weeks, you'll understand the meaning of "endless"!
A race born for war!!!
One green-skinned beast falls, ten thousand are born!
What faith can lead to godhood? What technological advancements? Nothing beats tens of thousands of green-skinned bastards believing that I am big and strong!
I think our lord is invincible!!!
I'm thinking a level 7 civilization could be created by hand!
Orcs were born to feed humans, and humans used a single punch to crush the heavens!
Vast, vast, vast, vast, vast, vast!
"Mao was both brutal and cunning!!!"
“WAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!”
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!"
[Farming][Industry][Infrastructure][The only presidential novel on Qidian.com] The protagonist unexpectedly becomes the president of a bizarre little African country. The country's GDP is among the lowest in the world, only 100 out of 500,000 people have graduated from high school, disease is rampant, and human colonization is widespread. European powers could easily launch a color revolution. Beset by internal and external troubles, he faces assassination attempts. At a critical moment, he awakens the Presidential Policy Tree System. [Military-First Policy: Military Influence +50%][Forming the Red Shirts: Western Influence Reduced by 40%][Optimizing Production Lines: Military Factory Output +50%] Raine lights up each policy tree, gradually building up the country, vowing to become the most blazing sun in Africa!