[Time travel + comedy + no system + multiple female leads + indirect approach to achieving one's goals]

(This story has a lot of funny and romantic slice-of-life moments in the early stages, and it's not just a pure wish-fulfillment story with constant showing off. You can read it if you think it's worth it.)

In the year 1485 of the Solar Calendar, a shocking scandal broke out in the Famia Empire—

That human genius scholar who improved the calculation formula, invented soul-sensing magic, and ended the elves' more than 100-year reign in the "Strongest Magic Brain" competition.

He doesn't know any magic at all; he's a complete low-magic user!

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Reincarnated into another world, Owen became a useless young nobleman.

Despite lacking magical talent, he unexpectedly discovered that magical theory was quite easy to learn, even less difficult than calculus in his previous life.

"Perhaps I can change my fate through the exam?"

Thus, Owen rekindled his test-taking spirit and gradually emerged on the academic stage as an unconventional genius.

"Orc, so what if you're strong? Can you solve problems as fast as I can?"

"Elf, so what if you have a lot of magic? You'll still beat me on the exam first, won't you?"

"So-called genius is nothing more than one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration."

At the graduation ceremony of Vilia College, outstanding graduate representative Owen delivered a passionate speech on stage:

"Even if I'm just a country bumpkin, I'm determined to go and snag a cabbage in the capital."

“Fira, Tomman, and Rice, who created the magic formula when he was 9 years old because he wanted to get out of school quickly—heroes are as numerous as fish in a river.”

"Please remember the name Owen."

"Because one day, I will, like my predecessors, make it resound throughout the world!"

Kamal looked at the black body of the person in front of him, and the heart was so black that water could flow out. "Open it up." "Uh, Lord Kamal, I just have the flu, isn't that bad?" "No, your heart is broken and needs a new one." Looking at Kamal with a serious face, Coric silently apologized for the patient lying on the operating table, then cut open his chest with a knife. Poof, blood splattered all over the two of them... "Look at you, you have been interning for a month, why haven't you learned the skills of opening up the chest yet?" Coric: "..." This is the story of a man with mediocre magical talent who opened up an alternative wizard upgrade path. Doctor Kamal's skills are really getting more and more bizarre... (with gold fingers but no system, fictional steam background)

Di Xiu transmigrated, becoming a gray rat in another world. Not only must he build a protective dungeon to safeguard himself and his race, but he must also constantly guard against invasions from other races. Humans, gods, demons, monsters, dragons, elves, ancient taboos... even outworld gods coveting the world! The former order crumbles, and the apocalypse topples the towers of civilization. In the face of life and death, Di Xiu comprehends the truth of magic. Magic is not chanting, but a rigorous set of underlying world protocols! Only with the correct logical framework can it be safely compiled and run. While other mages are still struggling to chant spells with their flesh and blood, Di Xiu is already debugging magic circuits in the dungeon, developing the third-generation gray rat exoskeleton armor, heavy armored mechs, and aerospace carriers... The magical industrial age has begun! The gray rats are building a jungle of steel and gears. Mechanical rats wield precision...

Lin Qi, inexplicably transported to a fantasy world, unexpectedly became bound to the priceless Book of a Hundred Lifetimes. After death, his soul could remain constant, reincarnating into his own family lineage, inheriting his previous life's talents, physique, and possessions! As long as his bloodline continued, his life would endure! When the kingdom's viscounts were selecting knights for honor, I wasn't chosen because I was a peasant who couldn't afford white bread; when princesses and princes awakened their magical powers to become wizards, I didn't, because I wasn't born in the empire; when dragon bloodlines reached adulthood and ascended to the fifth ring of wizards, ruling over a region, I didn't advance, because I wasn't a descendant of dragons; when celestial saints were born and achieved the legendary seventh ring, looking down upon the mortal world, I didn't achieve anything, because I didn't possess the favor of divine power… Until a hundred lifetimes had passed, through numerous marriages and inheriting his talents, Lin Qi lacked nothing! Looking back, how…

[Golden Eye + Hidden Class + SSS Talent + Game-Real-World Integration + Decisive Action + Growth-Oriented Build] The Peak has arrived! With the Golden Eye, Jiang Yan starts by obtaining the hidden class Thunder Tyrant and the SSS talent Thunder God's Wrath! As the game progresses, the real world is gradually distorted by the game, monsters appear out of nowhere, and players inherit various extraordinary powers from the game!

Many years later, when Elena heard Master Ronan shout "Yes, Madam Prime Minister" to Ms. Diniya outside the door, she couldn't help but mutter, "Damn it, how did the country become like this?" Then she recalled that sunny afternoon when the eighteen-year-old girl witnessed the fateful first meeting of these two people.

"Have you ever been a master?" asked the black-hearted profiteer Da Vinci. "No!" "Come on, let me tell you, if you want to be a master, you must first prepare the fire, the costumes, and the upgrade materials. When the servants come, you must take good care of them, serve them carefully, ask about their well-being every day, and then coax them well, so that the heroic spirits are willing to work for you." "If that's the case, wouldn't I be a dog licker?" "If you say so, being a master is really a dog licker. Even so, how many people can't lick them!" "But why do I see that Fujimaru Ritsuka next door seems to be treating the great hero, Kong Ming, and Nito like dogs!" Da Vinci said nothing, and a mirror was pushed over. "What are you doing?" Toba took it. "Don't you even look at your face, you unlucky person!"

Having been transported to the world of Harry Potter, the boy, who initially only wanted to survive until his death, successfully defeated Voldemort. However, upon leaving Hogwarts, he discovered that the infamous Voldemort was merely a minor boss.

Astor was confused. He thought his time-traveling experience was already ridiculous enough. But he never expected to become the top student in his grade, causing Hermione to go crazy, and he even felt a little guilty about it.

Astor arrives either in the past decade or so, just before the first two great battles are about to begin. Can Astor stop these battles? And why would he want to stop them? Is it because of Malfoy's mockery, or because of the Gryffindors' contempt?

Astor is no pushover; he won't repay evil with kindness. He will only go to Anning to stop Voldemort for the sake of his friends.

So why does he speak Parsleyan? And what does that have to do with Salazar Slytherin?

Karl: "Although I occasionally cause minor trouble worth tens of millions, sometimes change the terrain, and exchange contact information with beautiful female clients, I am definitely a good mage. Believe me, just open your eyes and you'll see how sincere I am."

Makarov: "I don't believe you for a second. Don't think I don't know you're going to use charm magic on me and make me clean up your mess at the council. No way! Who approved your entry into the guild anyway?"

…………

"Isn't it you?"