A humble scholar, with bones as thin as feathers, treads the foul wind; his blood, congealed into cinnabar, scorns the Daoist master.

Claws shatter cities and devour the sun and moon; a demonic heart refines the world and scorns the heavens.

The cauldron melts all laws to open a new realm; the sword shatters a thousand sects to reach the summit.

Do not concern yourself with the affairs of good and evil throughout the ages; only a single thought can govern the primordial chaos.

[Western fantasy + simulation + half-succubus, half-fox + not invincible + leveling up + dimensional warfare]

Mikoro was born into a world destined to be swallowed by the abyss, and because of his demonic bloodline, he was to be executed upon reaching adulthood.

Fortunately, he obtained the Life Simulator System, which allowed him to escape death time and time again, seize opportunities from the impossible, and finally become the Lord of Eldar and King Slaanesh at the end of the world.

After the first simulation, he saw a glimmer of hope in a seemingly hopeless situation and successfully elevated himself to the ranks of the extraordinary.

After the second simulation, he seized an opportunity amidst the demonic calamity and escaped the Blazing Sun Empire. From then on, he was free to roam the world!

After the third simulation, he established a stronghold in the northern border of the Mountain Kingdom, commanding a large army and many generals, and the region was thriving.

...

After countless simulations, he sat high in the sky, ascended the throne of Slaanesh, and as far as the eye could see was the Demon Kingdom of Ten Thousand Desires.

All thoughts and desires lead to lustful karma, and all sensory experiences ignite the fires of desire.

Endless demons chanted hymns of praise, their decadent sounds resounding throughout countless worlds:

"Sinking into the sea of ​​desire, singing and dancing wildly; "

Unrestrained and unbridled, he fell from sainthood to demonhood;

Salamu abounds, a perpetual celebration!

"Uchiha of the One Piece World," "Marine Admiral," "Smoker's stepsister," "The Celestial Dragons' lifelong nemesis," "Is Sharingan + Ice Release + Devil Fruit a viable combination?" "Ancient Zoan - Snow White Wolf!" "The Navy's peak of handsomeness in 800 years!"

With the aim of hunting down the Celestial Dragons, he used a dual identity to rise through the ranks of the Marine Headquarters, becoming the youngest admiral in history!

Borsalino: Compared to that brat, we're ashamed to be called monsters.

Sakazuki: Although he's an ice-wielding guy like Kuzan, I felt this kid's burning sense of justice!

Kuzan: Compared to that, my fighting style seems incredibly crude.

Sengoku: He will be the future of the navy! A pillar of the navy! (Most importantly, his face boosted his recruitment rate by several points.)

Garp: I have a feeling... this guy will unleash a storm of a great era, just like Roger!

...

Ten years later, the Marineford War.

When the Sharingan's gaze fell upon Marineford...

Allen spoke softly.

"The winners don't care what the world is like, they care about how they make it..."

"And I am the victor!"

"Schrödinger's heroine," "decisive and ruthless," "ruthless and vicious," "arrogant? What kind of young person isn't arrogant?!"

It's time to show the world a fighting style that's no longer suited to this era!

The story takes place in the 42k era, after the fall of Cartier and Guilliman's awakening. The protagonist's stats aren't high, but his abilities are conceptually advanced. He starts by healing the sick and saving lives at the bottom of the hive, then becomes a space firefighter. He's either in a chaotic melee or on his way to one. The quack doctor will use his miraculous healing skills to protect the Emperor's loyal subjects. If life is the Emperor's currency, then Ivers is the one who mints that currency.

Saving people is awesome! Fighting is awesome!

Bring salvation and loyalty to a distant and dark future!

In the misty sea fog, on the deck of the ghost ship, Hern Iheroa gazed into the distance, using a brass telescope inlaid with inhuman eyeballs, at a geometrically indefinable outline. He mechanically tore at the rotting fish flesh in his hands, stuffing it into the relatively neat slit in front of his skull, known as the "mouth." At that moment, only two questions occupied Hern's mind. First, when would he find a doctor? Second, what about the remaining 1,278 mouths on his body after he had eaten his fill—"So, doctor, is there... any hope for us?"

I woke up to find a pair of bracelets.

Don't panic, the era of relying solely on one's father hasn't arrived yet, and the general manager's father is still alive.

I was eight years old that year, standing like a lackey.

Sean: Captain Golden Lion, what do you think of my song "Wu Dalang's Summer"?

Old Jin: Not bad, but it's still a bit worse than when I'm taking a shower!

He wanted to fleece the pirate crew for life, but the boss insisted on petitioning, and as a result, he never returned!

What if your company fails to go public? I heard there are now subsidies from the "Sky Island Fund" for startups, so what are you waiting for?

Sean: The last person to come for an interview was a Shichibukai. Everyone here is either a rare Devil Fruit user or a master of physical combat, or at the very least, a second-generation scion. Tell me, why should we hire you?

Niu Ma: I'm willing to work overtime for free, I strongly request to work the night shift!

Sean: Great, I hope you can start work immediately and enjoy the 996 bliss as soon as possible!

Freedom can be a fish swimming in the sea, or a bird soaring in the sky! The pirate stage awaits—come if you dare! The sea will teach every reckless dreamer a lesson!

Young man, this is your ticket to work all over the world, take it!

(Keywords: One Piece daily life, lighthearted humor, two Devil Fruits, abstract memes, imaginative ideas!)

(Note: If my sword, my ship, and my armor all ate Devil Fruits, do you think I could become king?)

[Ruthless, no female lead, slow pace, detailed setting]

The protagonist possesses a superior spiritual root and is not a useless character; he will not use obvious cheat codes.

Born into poverty and destitute, Zhou Xuan learned to scheme, to be ruthless, to curry favor, and to survive in this quagmire of a world.

But success is one part effort and nine parts luck. Zhou Xuan was so lucky to encounter a celestial master who would take him as a disciple that he couldn't care less about anything else.

Even though this immortal master was shrouded in black smoke and clearly came from a legitimate sect, Zhou Xuan was like a moth drawn to a flame, disregarding everything.

The motto of the Extreme Yin Old Demon:

Going all in is a form of wisdom.

The world must be at fault, so why should I be at fault?

Oh no! A great terror is about to be unleashed! Quickly protect all the disciples in front of you!

Young man, put aside your ambitions!

(No system, enjoyable but not clichéd wish-fulfillment novel, protagonist grows stronger as the story unfolds)

Jiang He transmigrated to another world, a continent shrouded in thick fog year-round, where humanity's natural enemy—the [Ghost]—dwells.

The good news is: Humans can awaken all sorts of source abilities!

The bad news is: he awakened a useless ability!

The worse news was that he was exiled into the mist as soon as he transmigrated...

Everyone thought he wouldn't live more than seven days.

But years later, the voice of God came from the mist.

"I am the Lord of the Great Fog!"

(Not a lone wolf protagonist, the plot unfolds through a mystery-solving process)

(Original title of this book: The Great Fog Master)

[Mysterious + Suspenseful + Folkloric + Infinite Flow] Have you ever felt agonizing, unable to eat or sleep, wishing you could trade everything for something? Have you ever tried praying to gods and Buddhas, becoming distraught, yet still unable to achieve certain things? Have you ever felt that kind of pain when you finally got everything you wanted, only to have it vanish from your life? Birth, aging, sickness, death, separation from loved ones, unfulfilled desires, encounters with those you hate… I feel your torment. So come here, come to the Corridor of Ghostly Resentment, and everything you desire will come true… Pfft, hahahaha…

[No system + no saintly qualities + selfishness + satisfying read + invincible protagonist]

With the resurgence of spiritual energy and the invasion of alien races, a catastrophic crisis has arrived.

This is a fortunate era. Because everyone has the opportunity to step into the extraordinary realm and gain power comparable to that of the gods.

However, this was also a desperate era, because human life was cheap, and the slightest misstep could plunge one into eternal darkness…

Having saved millions of lives, Ning Yuan, who is dedicated to protecting humanity, is revered as a guardian deity by ordinary people.

However, in his later years, he was secretly executed by the higher-ups as a condition for making peace with foreign tribes.

When he is reborn, he walks the path he came from, step by step climbing to the top, becoming a chess player from a chess piece.

Ning Yuan left behind only a cold laugh:

"You shall protect this world yourselves."