Good news, you've traveled through time. Bad news, you've traveled to Azeroth, a world where the undead are as numerous as dogs and demons roam everywhere. Good news, you're in Stormwind City, 18 years after the Black Gate, where the undead are still far away. Bad news, you're a starving refugee in the Western Wilds. Good news, you still have a kitchen knife, which makes you a little stronger than Brother Chongba's starter. Bad news, the howling of gnolls can be heard all around. Good news, in Stormwind City not far away, there's a black dragon sister whose thighs you can hug. Bad news, how to make her not spit out a mouthful of dragon fire on you first. This chapter of the book ends.

(In the early and middle stages, you will be in the Alliance, with two identities, and a semi-dark style. In the later stages, when you have strength, you will become a pure dark style.)

Zhao Feng, who was thrown into another world by a dump truck on a rainy night, became the most humble ant in the Pokémon world - a sixteen-year-old orphan. His only asset was a shabby house that even caterpillars were unwilling to live in.

While his peers were basking in the spotlight at the gym, he clutched an expired sandwich from the convenience store, peeking at the dazzling world at the junction of neon lights and shadows.

Until the blood words appeared on the retina: [Elf Hunter System Activated]

The first mission made his pupils tremble - stealing the elves from Dr. Li Xiang's research institute.

A ghost hunter at the top of the Dark Web's bounty list, a faceless VIP at the black market auction house, a forever blurred silhouette on the Alliance's wanted list... Zhao Feng danced on the tightrope. A Charizard burned through half the black market, carving a bloody path for him, a giant black Beedrill piercing the Stalker's throat...

Under the bloody dawn, the boy and his "stolen" elves tear apart the hypocritical utopia.

But the hunter will eventually understand that all the gifts of fate have already been marked with a price tag the moment the Poké Ball is snapped.

In 1408, the Timurid Khanate had fallen from its heyday, the Ottoman Empire was on the brink, the Byzantines had remained resilient for a century, and the Mamluks were trembling with fear as they recovered their lost territory. Peace seemed to have returned to the world, temporarily. However, this world was somewhat different from what Li Rufeng remembered—generals with horns, emirs with tails, sages with clairvoyance, and slaves who rotted but remained immortal... Having traveled to the Timurid Khanate, Li Rufeng was grateful for a cheat code for Mount & Blade II, allowing him to steadily advance as a shaman in a small steppe tribe, awaiting the right opportunity to "mount and blade" across this vast Central Asian landscape. [Note: The following appears to be unrelated and likely a separate topic.] Dear readers, I offer you a sincere chapter. Starting a new book is undoubtedly the happiest time, because it's time to dig new holes. This project is a foray into a new genre. My first book was a book-starved adventure, a mishmash of The Witcher set in the Warhammer 40k universe. The second, influenced by Cyberpunk 2077 and The Boys, aims to be a Punisher-esque story. If you're interested, check out the author's other works, "The Witcher of Games" and "I Give the World Destruction and Rebirth," on QD. This third book, "On a Young Dream," is inspired by a fictional scenario about the Roman Golden Horde posted on Bilibili. The early scenes will be set in the chaotic Timurid Empire following the death of Tamerlane the Great. Writing this story has been a self-learning exercise. Through this alternate history, I've been actively exploring the historical transformations of the Arabian Peninsula, Transoxiana, and even Central Asia from 1410 to 1500, filling in gaps in my knowledge. As for the introduction of the Faith of the Four Winds, it's purely a matter of personal interest. Some Warhammer experts have suggested that the Four Winds' name suggests a Warhammer origin, likely referring to a 40k short story describing the sudden rise of Chaos faith in a savage world. After all, introducing a completely new faith into a land already riven by religious conflict couldn't be worse, could it? Moreover, this faith carries with it truly transcendent power. How would those zealots who fought for Constantinople for centuries react? Creating a captivating, or at least intriguing, world through my keyboard is a deeply rewarding experience, and I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. P.S.: Finally, due to my own limitations and lack of accurate documentation, if anyone finds any historical errors in this article, please point them out and I'll promptly correct them. P.S.: The historical Turkification of the Timurid Khanate was very thorough, so the tribes I described earlier that still believed in the primitive belief of Eternal Sky probably don't exist. However, for the convenience of the subsequent plot development, I will assume that the Islamization of the Chagatai Khanate was not that serious, and that a large number of Mongol people in the Eastern Chagatai Khanate still retained respect for this primitive belief. P.S.: New books are not easy to write. If you are interested, please cast your valuable votes and feel free to leave a comment in the comment section.

The soul who traveled to the world of the Witcher wrote his own legend; (It has an intersection with Geralt and others, and was originally set in 1250. It is created based on the original novel and the world view of the game. Friends who like the Witcher can read it. The writing style may not be so delicate, please understand the shortcomings, thank you)

Why are the evil spirits outside the village lying dead in the woods? Why do the water ghosts along the river die in the Pontar River? Who performed the head transplant on Ileris? And who brought Dijkstra to his senses? Who caused the unruly villagers' houses to catch fire late at night? Why does the hard-hearted Radovid suffer from frequent diarrhea? Why does Deanshil, who dances on graves, wet his bed every night? Behind all this, is it a warped humanity or a decline in morality? Watch the documentary "A Bite of Temeria" to witness the legendary life of the outlaw chef Zhang Xun!

[Desert farming + ancient time travel + new theme + team + ordinary people + development and hegemony flow]

Starting with a small oasis, no resources, and a devastating start.

Fortunately, Lu Chen had acquired the talent of intensive farming, which reduced the time it took for crops to mature by half.

He also awakened the innate skill of Livestock Prosperity, which shortened the growth time of animals by half.

With two great farming skills in hand, Lu Chen became the largest grain merchant of the human race, but ended up attracting the covetousness of alien races.

The orcs are in small numbers, so they force me to use livestock to make them prosperous!

The elves' ancient life trees are not old enough, forcing me to use intensive cultivation on them!

The succubus tempted me to marry into their family and become their group pet and granary!

Faced with the threats and inducements of foreign races, the ancient people of the eight dynasties who traveled through time together issued an appeal: Protect our farmers!

Qin Shi Huang: Give me a map, and I will personally lead an army of 100,000 to crush the foreign races!

Emperor Wu of Han: The Han army is coming, don't move, or your clan will be exterminated!

Emperor Wen of Sui: Anyone from the four directions who dares to offend Lu Chen, I will destroy his country, annihilate his race, and cut off his descendants!

Faced with the strong protection of the ancestors, Lu Chen said that I have a magical skill called "you reap what you sow". Whoever disobeys will be planted in the field. Are you afraid?

The introduction is weak, please move to the main text!

[In the early and middle stages, you will farm for survival. In the later stages, you will fight for supremacy and fight against alien races together with the ancient people of the Eight Dynasties. The main feature is a creative way to survive from the perspective of ordinary people. You are not invincible.]

[Western fantasy, goblins, hegemony, mount and blade system, climbing the technology tree, total war]

Li Qinwu traveled through time and space and became a goblin. He obtained the mount and blade system, recruited soldiers, upgraded the fortress, climbed the technology tree, fought World War I, World War II, filled in the map, ruled the world, enslaved all races, and made the world full of graininess.

Literary version: As far as the eye can see, the multiverse lowers its eyebrows, the will is, countless planes bow their heads, and hundreds of millions of living beings praise the name of the Silver Dragon Emperor in unison...

Straight version: Reborn in the alien world, Liang turned into a silver dragon. Relying on the plug-in unlimited sign-in, he randomly obtained various treasures, thus subdued countless servants, established an immortal dragon empire, and spread the prestige of the silver dragon emperor to the world!

Keywords: dragon, lord, farming, hegemony, god, sign-in.

PS: Although it is based on the DND setting, it is essentially completely fictional

Wizards, they once defeated the old true gods, they once frightened dragons, they once made the proud elves bow down to them, and they created one great epic after another with their mortal bodies.

When Lige traveled here, he had mediocre talent and a poor family. He was just a humble potion apprentice and had no qualifications to become a wizard.

In this predicament, Liger bound the Magic Potion Book.

[Harvest blue star grass, magic power +0.1. 】

【Harvested blood-faced mushroom, constitution +0.3. 】

【Harvest dragon bone hardwood and obtain the physique of the earth dragon. 】

You can gain attributes by planting magic potions.

In addition, there are rewards such as bloodline, spells, skills, equipment, etc.

"Farming makes you stronger? My DNA has changed."

So far, Li Ge has been working hard to farm, improve his attributes, improve his equipment, and walk the path of a wizard...