Upon waking up, Zhao Guangli's ordinary world has changed. In the era of destruction after the historical fault, the human alliance has been subjected to increasingly fierce demonic invasions. Mages with gunfire, energy and stone monsters flying together, knights armed to the point of godliness fill the world, and two morning stars illuminate the system known as the profession. The lake sirens in the stable zone, dark puppets, death knells, and ghosts in the paintings are wailing behind the curtain... The sacred tree of disaster is in constant fire, the slaughterhouse dismembers everything, the nightmare city devours dreams, and the rebellious soldiers of the kingdom are gnawing at the last line of defense of mankind... The dark cult is wreaking havoc within, and pain dances with the prosperity of the nobles. Zhao Guangli, who has no talent at all, embarked on the path of becoming a hunter one day. "Everyone says that the world is in chaos, but I want to turn the tide."

(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.

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)

"My name is Roach. I'm not a horse, nor am I a carrot. I

'm currently in pieces (literally), but since I've been put back together, I can be considered alive.

I don't have any special hobbies, nor do I have any special interpersonal relationships. By local standards, even if I'm not illiterate, I can be considered illiterate.

My main daily tasks are fishing, making soup, chopping wood, and feeding horses.

I haven't traveled around the world. You asked me what my main job is? Probably pets.

What are I good at? It seems that I'm not particularly good at anything. If I have to say, it's probably courting death.

If I have to say, I'm quite confident in my appearance because the witch praised me for being cute."

The man, with scars left by healed wounds on his face, smiled like a child as if he had just emerged from a hellish battlefield, and raised the axe in front of him.

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!

Lin Rui traveled through time and space, and as a savior, he came to a forest full of elves.

The complexity of this world was far beyond his imagination. Human civilization had long been extinct, men no longer existed, and women were barely surviving... and now, the orcs were ruling the continent.

Due to the destruction of the "Black Beast Group", the elves, who were all female, lost the sacred tree on which they depended for survival, and also lost their only means of reproduction.

Extinction is only a matter of time.

"For the survival of our elves, please become our king and give us your supreme and noble bloodline..."

The noble and graceful dark elf queen Olga knelt in front of Lin Rui and begged bitterly.

...Ah?

[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.]

The Outland God Anaric has many names. It is the evil god recognized by the secular world, the polluter of the world, the corrupter of souls, the invisible and intangible darkness and the end, leading everything to the end of collapse and extinction. The last time Anaric came to reality, all babies born within eleven years had no self-awareness, and only deformed bodies continued to devour and excrete endlessly.

However, believers who worship it claim that Anaric is the true god, the only god who has no origin and is not created, and has always existed. The gods that are widely worshipped today are nothing more than demons born from the breath of the true gods. To believe in them is to destroy the freedom of one's own soul.

Cesar doesn't know which is true and which is false, but Anaric's path has been like a bone-eating poison, filling his soul with madness. It is forcing him to step into the fate of the shadow of the evil god step by step.

Corruption is spreading, madness is spreading in people's hearts, religious disputes have set off wars of unprecedented intensity and scale, and various races are slaughtering each other with fanatical emotions, causing war, looting, plague, famine and death all over the world, and giving birth to more and more twisted evil things.

Who can be the savior? Anyone can, but he definitely can't.

[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.

(dark, no system, the protagonist is the author's ideal self, multiple female leads, not for those who dislike this) Ten thousand years ago, the so-called Orthodox Path planted a single Dharma Tree and reversed the spiritual veins, violently remade its foundations. From then on, the world was cleaved into two realms:

The Land of Flourishing Dharma: Where flowers bloom daily, fruits ripen constantly, and golden jade forms its pavilions.

The Land of Ending Dharma:Where the rites of the state turn ominous, disasters run rampant, and you are now the honored one.

The Unorthodox Cultivators cultivated... wandered... , , , , the Seven Dharma Gates... among them the Seventh Yellow Group, seeking beauty and joy, overseeing governance and decline, either at the factories of Duzheng Peak or before the Hand of Empress Yuehai, yet they guarded upon the ground.