The political game of Kievan Rus is always so cruel. From Rurik, the founder of the dynasty, to the wise man who reached the pinnacle, poison, daggers and swords always loom in the shadows. The soul from the future became the prince of Rurik, and he walked forward in that...

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?"

[Also known as: Starting from Arasaka as a Part-time Worker, From Arasaka to Interstellar Peace Corporation, I am the Company!]

It mainly tells the story of a corporate dog from the cyberpunk world, who seeks advancement by joining a giant company in various worlds and using the means of a trader from left hand to right hand.

Many years later.

"【Cyborgs are exclusive, flesh and blood are inclusive】"

Arasaka Group, Night City Arasaka Security Department, Director Vera's optimization and solution to the problems of erosion, exclusivity and safety threshold restrictions of cyborg plug-ins - the discovery of the T virus and the possibility of a human enhancement plan.

"【Flesh and blood are weak, machinery ascends】"

Umbrella Corporation, Manufacturing Department, Dr. Vera's proposal to reject the plan of White Umbrella (i.e. the biological research department within Umbrella) - the economic prospects and promotion of the cybernetics industry.

"【Quinke is poor, cyborgs are the future】"

Ghoul Countermeasures Bureau, R&D Department, Verat and others' analysis report on mechanized organic technology.

…

“Artificial Star God”

Vera Adelheid, the Supreme Director, now announces the reorganization plan of our company:

Interstellar Peace Company!

“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”

“I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to devour soil and rocks, digging out underground cities, just to park their steel carriages beneath the surface.”

“I saw with my own eyes that they fed glowing ores into an everlasting stellar furnace, unleashing a radiance brighter than the sun.”

“I saw with my own eyes all those indescribable things.”

“Their iron birds covered the sky, their steel ships filled the ocean, their war machines tore the earth asunder, and their gods walked upon the world.”

“You must think I’m mad.”

“But it doesn’t matter.”

“It has already seen you.”

***

Oil is Its blood.

Thick smoke is Its breath.

Ore and steel are Its food.

The countless cargo ships in the harbors are Its myriad offspring.

The place of origin stamped in the corner is Its silent mockery.

They claim they are mere mortals.

Child, you’d best not argue.

You must understand:

Their technology is beyond comprehension.

Their production capacity is unimaginable.

A mere glimpse of their creations will drive you insane.

Their morale surpasses even the most fanatical worshippers of dark gods.

How will you stop them?

With your sword, child? Or your flesh and blood?

You should be grateful that they still consider themselves mortals.

***

“I’ve finished building my factory, and now you’re telling me this world runs on idealism?!”

“Wait, then what the hell did I just create?”

[Middle Ages, lords, alien races, gods, pirates...]

As a bandit leader, Lin En had no obligation to change this era.

But he unexpectedly got a baron's commission and became a fake lord.

Farming, road construction, mining, steelmaking, recruiting followers... Build a territory and a strong army that transcends the times!

Sorry, I'm not a lord, but I want to blow up this ignorant and backward lord era.

[Tags: Time travel + kingdom building + development + war + multi-character POV + ideals]

In the words of Sankara, what was the situation in the Republic of Buginia before he took over?

The national GDP was only 7.26 billion USD.

The land area was a pathetic 274,000 square kilometers.

The total military force? Less than 100,000 soldiers!

Navy? What navy? It's a landlocked country — how could it have a navy?

And after he took over?

Buginia’s GDP surpassed the American Union, taking 40% of global GDP and becoming No. 1 in the world!

Its territory expanded to 10 million square kilometers!

The army grew to nearly 10 million troops. As for the navy aircraft carrier fleets now freely sail across all four oceans!

Decades later—

“Today, I can finally announce to the whole world with pride The future of humanity will forever belong to all of mankind. Death does not belong to us!” Akhro Sankara (Supreme Ruler of the United Human Destiny Alliance)

Traveling through Tianlong, becoming Murong Fu, ambitious and unwilling to lie down.

This emperor, the Zhao family can do it, why can't I?

No way!

Beiming, Douzhuan, Jianglong, Yijinjing...

Song Dynasty, Dali, Liao Dynasty, Xixia...

The country is so beautiful that countless heroes compete for it!

Divine skills, beauties, and the country, all must be grasped, all must be strong!

[Transformed into a vampire loli + industrial revolution + farming + line-up gunfighting to trench warfare + world hegemony + from capitalism to people's revolution]

Traveling through another world to show off your skills, you didn't expect to be hunted down by fellow humans as soon as you reformed? What justice, what fellows, all fake!

Before you die, you are picked up by your mortal enemy, the queen of the vampire clan, and you have a cheap mother for no reason?

What? I am a vampire princess now? The throne?

What? Do I have to fight for it myself?

If I can't solve the problem of productivity, can't I solve the problem of you insects?

Guns! Industrial machinery! Fleets! Capital! Society, science, nature! Industrial revolution, start!

Line infantry brings the glory of guns and bayonets, sweeping knights and heroes into the garbage dump. Fleets and companies brought the beginning of capital and power, and crushed the lords and the church. Scientific methods and new culture brought the beginning of civilization and wisdom, and swept away gods and ignorance!

Open the door! Civilized world! Open the door! Free trade! Wait? Not enough?

Then, unite, workers!

Main characters: Alice, Alicia

[MC + Western Fantasy + Lord]

(Alternate Title: The Growth Diary of a God and His Church)

In the third year of the Light Calendar on the Rodri Continent, Ian addressed his people:

"I've said this countless times—defeating the Abyss and the Demon King doesn’t automatically make me the God of Light! And my MC world is not the Kingdom of Light!"

"Dragons—my Ender Dragon is not your Dragon God! Tell those dragonesses to stop coming here asking for offspring!"

"Dwarves—quit obsessing over Iron Golems and start researching Redstone technology! Golems don’t reproduce, no matter how much you tinker with them!"

"Elves—stop using bone meal to force the World Tree to grow! The Winged Clan has filed multiple complaints—your trees are shooting up like rockets and invading their territory!"

"At this rate, I might as well relocate all of you to the Twilight Forest!"

"And finally! Call me..."