"Neutron annihilation, earth-exploding stars, happy angels, Colossus annihilation, dimensionality reduction strike, black hole annihilation. Open your eyes and see how many races in the galaxy have been exterminated under the ambition of that tyrant!! The Holy Emperor is a very evil person! A humanist, an out-and-out war criminal??”

"What? You said His Majesty is a war criminal?? Oh my God, you damn heretic. Quick, call the fleet immediately to execute the extermination order. This planet needs divine purification."

PS: Elements of this book: wasteland, mechanical prosthetics, out-of-control AI, genetic modification, extraordinary awakening, interstellar warfare, empire building, and the indescribable Cthulhu evil god and subspace demon.

[System] + [Daily Life] + [No Deliberate Pretense] + [Single Female Lead] + [Local Aboriginal Non-Time Travel Rebirth] + [Healthy Parents]

As he was approaching thirty, Shen Ze finally fell into the quagmire of life. It was at this time that he obtained the daily intelligence system, which rekindled Shen Ze's new hope for life.

Today's tip: The Welfare Lottery store near Yujinyuan Community will have a batch of 10-yuan Fumanduo lottery tickets when it opens today, including a first-prize prize of 300,000 yuan. Note: The Welfare Lottery store opens at 9:00 AM.

Today's intelligence: Chen Dong, your competitor for the team leader position, will be meeting his lover after get off work today. The address is 36-3-306, Yujinyuan Community, Linjiang Road, Xinshi District. Note: Chen Dong's wife, Ma Dongmei, has a phone number of 136****4279.

Today's Intelligence: Xiyangyang Food Development Zone Sales Director Chen Qi's lover, Wang Mei, replaced her furniture at 11:00 AM and sold an old sofa to Tianyu Thrift Store for a low price. Unbeknownst to her, the sofa contained a painting of Xu Beihong's "Running Horses" worth one million yuan, which Chen Dong had embezzled. Note: Wang Mei lives at 38-4-501 in Xingang Community.

Since the establishment of the daily intelligence system, Shen Ze's career has become more prosperous and his dream of having a wife and children and a warm home has finally come true.

This is a story about a gear boy. Although he didn't become a space warrior, he wants to tell everyone who hasn't traveled through time: As long as we and Big Head are here, the Empire's combat effectiveness is still 99%, and humanity will still stand firm! In the name of the holy binary, loudly praise Ohm Messiah. All glory to the God of All Machines. Praise together. Praise machinery, praise steel. You are the master who casts all things, the apocalypse that destroys everything. Evaporate, burn, and cast. Steel is eternal, machinery is immortal, and the way of steel is materialism. Machinery is the truth. More is better, bigger is beautiful. Billions of turrets are your glory. Roaring engines are your sermons. (The author is not a serious person, so the story is not a serious story. ps: GW's story setting is too ridiculous. In order to make the story more rigorous and reasonable, I changed it. If you don't like it, please don't criticize)

[Cyberpunk 2077 Base + DLC] + [Edgewalker] + [Cyberpunk Board Game Settings] Some say he's the mistress of Night City's "V." But others say he's the true "V" of Night City. Some say he's Night City's most reliable mercenary, willing to take down any company if the money's in his pocket. But others say he's Night City's least reliable mercenary. Even if he accepts a commission, if something he encounters during the mission disgusts him, he'll cancel it on the spot—or even turn around and kill the client. He's a man who changed Night City, considered by many to be the fourth legendary hacker after Batmos, Ultra, and Spider-Murphy. But in reality... Alex Mercer's own vision is quite simple. "This world is too filthy. I just want to burn everything that's in my way to ashes." Of course, before that, he has to solve a problem. First, he has to escape from Arasaka's hacker academy with Lucy and the other children—but for him, that doesn't seem like a difficult task. When you encounter an enemy, you overclock your brain, then a prosthetic malfunction and synaptic meltdown will instantly kill them. Isn't that how we hacker players usually do it? ...PS: I already have two excellent fan fictions. Even the most flopped ones have never been discontinued once they're published. Ten thousand copies a day after they're published is standard practice. Veteran authors, please bookmark and read. Come on, let's burn this world to ashes together!

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...

Chen Yun traveled to the extraordinary Middle Ages with the MC (My World) game system and became a pioneer lord abandoned by his family. He went to the Northland, where the environment was harsh and monsters were everywhere.

The climate in the Northland was cold and there was a lack of food? Sorry, my MC wheat matured every five days and could be harvested automatically. Others? It matured faster and there was an automatic broiler machine.

The Northland was roaming with zombies and it was difficult to survive? Sorry, I built a floating city, the Sky City, you know?

The Sky City, lack of supplies, and declining business? Then I can only build sky railways and sky waterways to transport supplies directly from the sky.

What? A zombie tide broke out in the Northland, zombies surrounded the city, and the allies on the ground were wiped out and couldn't go down to the ground?

Go talk to my world devourer! We are all living hard! I lied to you! I live a very easy life.

What's the matter, you can become the king of the Northland with a little effort? Then try harder and aim to become the king of the world.

The major empires and gods in the sky want to attack me? You don't think I only play the original MC and not the mods, do you?

Ask my Xiuxian, Magic, Guns, Industrial Power and other mods if they agree?

[Daily Intelligence + Farming + Thrilling Read + Lord + Cunning + Hegemony + Multiple Female Leads]

Upon waking up, Ryan, who came from the Tomato Orphanage, found himself transmigrated into the body of a marquis's son, only to be ruthlessly banished to the perilous borderlands of death! He starts with a dilapidated territory, his subordinates are all old, weak, and disabled, and he is surrounded by powerful enemies, with monsters and undead roaming everywhere? This is practically hellish difficulty!

Fortunately, the Goddess of Time felt indebted and gave away a daily intelligence system for free every day! [Today's Intelligence]: A treasure trove of gold coins belonging to a senior is buried three miles east of the territory! [Today's Intelligence]: The untold secret of the neighboring lord and his stepmother! [Today's Intelligence]: A peerless craftsman is hidden among the market slaves! [Today's Intelligence]: The location where the Elf Queen was to bathe in three days (crossed out) – the location of her attack!

Relying on my precognitive abilities, I frantically bought up bargains, extorted money from my neighbors, and stole opportunities! While others struggled, my borderlands quietly rose to prominence! An elven queen owed me a life-saving debt, and a necromancer volunteered to work for me! The nobles who once looked down on me were dumbfounded: What happened to his supposed poverty? Why is his territory overflowing with wealth? Why is he surrounded by powerful figures? Why is he feasting on a Warcraft extravaganza that we could never afford in our entire lives?!

I indulged in a life of luxury on the border, quietly developing my resources and building up my army. Until one day, the Imperial Princess was besieged by an enemy nation, desperately pleading for help… I smiled slightly and pulled out my notebook: “Wait, let me check today’s intelligence first…”

Because the plot of Cyberpunk 2077 is a bit rough, the otaku Yu Le played it several times but still couldn't save Jack. Just when he turned off the game and switched to Warframe to play, he traveled through time and space, and traveled to the world of Cyberpunk 2077 with Warframe's technology.

"This city is fueled by people's broken spirits, shattered dreams, and the blood and sweat of the people... I don't want to be a cog, and I don't believe roses can bloom on circuit boards."

Damn, who would like such a world?

The crosshairs can't appear in the mind, and the prosthesis can't be installed at will.

But fortunately, there are still gold fingers...

I don't want to be a legend, nor do I plan to do something big. Roll just wants to guard his own little piece of land and live a good life, but why the hell are you forcing me?

So now--

"It's time to show everyone who is the real legend!"

"Adam's Hammer? What a powerful prosthesis, but luckily my body is not bad! Come and touch it! I'll let you know what a yellow-skinned athlete is!"

"Let's choose the color of the nuclear bomb to blow up the Arasaka Tower. Oh, how about pink?"

The emperor who killed 50,000 imperial guards with his bare hands, the Holy Emperor of Liang, was seriously injured in his later years and his life expectancy was short, so he could die at any time. At this time, the court and the country were in turmoil, and the heroes of the world were rising up, ready to rush over; foreign enemy countries were eyeing and coveting him, the generals and mercenaries on the border were self-reliant, there were three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand ambitious families; behind the scenes, there were also the high and mighty immortals, who used all living beings as chess pieces and the dynasty as chessboard, devouring the luck; the Holy Emperor of Liang smiled when he saw the fate of the true son of heaven!

Ministers: Your Majesty, no one is immortal. As the saying goes, life and death are determined by fate, as are wealth and honor...

Emperor Sheng of Liang: That’s right, wealth and honor are achieved through risk. All of us below me are your subjects. If you want your subjects to die, today is the day you die!

Kill a first-rank traitor, and the fate of the true emperor will take effect, and you will gain one year of life.

Concubine: You are a tyrant. You broke up our lovers and now you are killing my whole family. Return my family members’ lives to me.

Emperor Sheng of Liang: Of course, I never like wasting food...

Kill a first-rank demon concubine, and your fate will take effect, granting you ten years of life.

The Immortals: As the Son of Heaven, how dare you go against the will of heaven?

Emperor Liang Sheng: What are you talking about? Since you know that I am the master of destiny, why don't you kneel down quickly?

Kill a first-grade Xuanxian and gain a thousand years of life!

…

Many years later, all nations submitted, and all immortals bowed their heads, but in their hearts they cursed this damned Liang Shengdi. Why did his life have no end? Why didn't he die?