[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…”

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?

"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?"

"America prohibits slavery, unless you wear a striped prison uniform." - "The 13th Amendment"

"When the prison stock code rises faster than the Nasdaq index, this is the real American dream." - Edward Lind,

a simulation game player, traveled to the United States in late 1999 and became the owner and warden of a private prison.

But the situation he faced was a bit tricky:

prison guards and deputy warden whose loyalty was worse than that of dogs.

The prisoners were extremely vicious and were eager to riot.

and bank loans that must be repaid within 30 days.

Fortunately, he awakened the golden finger: as long as he increases his deterrence value to the prisoners, he can draw characters, skills, drawings and props.

So in order to realize his American dream of being the best, Lind decided to fight violence with violence.

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)

Without might, one cannot vanquish bandits; without force, one cannot rule the world. Llane Rivers, having traveled across Westeros and become the sole male heir to the Rivers family of Harrenhal, chooses the path of Prime Minister in the face of the impending War of the Five Kings. "Joffrey, this is freshly made chicken soup." "Joffrey, why are you rebelling?" "Joffrey, I told you not to call me deadaddy. Call me the King's Father, the Regent."

[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!

Here is a less formal introduction:

I traveled through time and seemed to be an employee of a company.

Wow, that's a lot of salary!

The alarm sounded.

Asking me to suppress the minions? What the hell is this company?!

The following is a serious introduction:

I am Ye Lan. The best employee of Lobotomy Corporation in X0XX. Miss Hod doesn't even need to do core suppression after seeing me.

But no one in the company knew that I was actually a spy from a company in a world even outside the ruins. (Of course, Miss Angela might know this, but she didn't tell anyone, so no one knew.)

But besides this secret, I have another one.

A secret that even my real company doesn't know: I'm a time traveler. (But maybe I've told Miss Angela about this in one of my previous loops.)

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.

"Tell me, when faced with an opportunity to rise to the top in one step, can those who consider themselves noble still uphold their principles?" Having accomplished the feat of conquering the world, Caesar, feeling no joy, decided to embark on a mad game. "Really? I can get ten thousand gold just by killing my wife?" "Isn't it just indulging in lust with that dragon? Watch me!" "Summon... what is a plague? Summon one!" Add a little desire, add two spoonfuls of reward, sow the seeds of madness, and reap the fruits of chaos. As the world crumbled, Caesar finally kissed the lips of pleasure. Those who still retained their reason resolved to rebel, but before that absolutely overwhelming emperor, they clearly needed a savior! ...Lancelot: "You mean, my enemy is someone with super strength..."