How difficult is the immortal way!

What's more, this world of cultivating immortals has been completely changed by a plague!

Ordinary people are infected with disease, and once immortals come into contact with them, their cultivation base will decline at least, and they will return to heaven in severe cases, so the immortals will be separated forever;

Immortals cannot be practiced together, and the entire world of cultivating immortals has become a huge dark forest;

...

Li Fan came across, although he was ambitious, but he could only wallow in the mortal world, wasting his life.

Fortunately, at the end of his life, he finally awakened a strange treasure, which can turn the truth into a falsehood, turn the real life into a dream, and return to the time when he just crossed over!

Thus, Li Fan began his long journey of life!

In the second life, Li Fan finally ruled the world for fifty years, but he searched the world and found no trace of the fairy. Only at the end of life can you see the traces of immortals.

In the third life, Li Fan devoted all his energy and planning, but in the end he was no match for the immortal's sword!

Fourth world...

...

I, Li Fan, am a mortal, I will never regret for a lifetime, but I only want to live forever!

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor.

At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’‽”

With the rising tide of steam power and machinery, who can come close to being a Beyonder? Shrouded in the fog of history and darkness, who or what is the lurking evil that murmurs into our ears?

Waking up to be faced with a string of mysteries, Zhou Mingrui finds himself reincarnated as Klein Moretti in an alternate Victorian era world where he sees a world filled with machinery, cannons, dreadnoughts, airships, difference machines, as well as Potions, Divination, Hexes, Tarot Cards, Sealed Artifacts…

The Light continues to shine but mystery has never gone far. Follow Klein as he finds himself entangled with the Churches of the world—both orthodox and unorthodox—while he slowly develops newfound powers thanks to the Beyonder potions.

Like the corresponding tarot card, The Fool, which is numbered 0—a number of unlimited potential—this is the legend of “The Fool”.

“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?”

Looking at the kidnapped Xiaolan and Sonoko, Shiraishi E was stunned.

When he woke up, he turned out to be a kidnapper?

What? There is also a gangster system?

Then I won't be a gangster either!

As a time traveler, wouldn't it be great to directly plagiarize the reasoning results of Kudo Shinichi and become a famous detective?

Shiraishi E took off the mask, apologized and let them go.

But Sonoko refused to accept it. She said: "Since you have kidnapped me, you must be responsible for me!"

Shiraishi E: "????"

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

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PS: Relaxed, refreshing, CP breaking up, harem.

Qin Zichu never imagined he would receive a series of fraudulent messages from "Qin Shi Huang" and "people from the future." One day, he suddenly discovered he possessed a miraculous ability. In his dreams, he could travel back to a specific day in the past, where he encountered a mysterious girl trapped in that same day for an indeterminate amount of time. ...In 1600, John Dee, advisor to the glorious Queen Elizabeth I, obtained the "Book of God's Speech," which contained 49 charts known as the "Great Charts." The first chart was attributed to Christ, the first 18 represented the first six days of creation, and the last 30 represented the "Thirty Heavens" on the seventh day of creation, when God visited Earth. In 1888, the secret society "Golden Dawn" was founded, redrawing the "Great Charts" in an attempt to glimpse the secrets of "God." In 202X, Qin Zichu believed he might become one of them...

Lynn traveled to a magical world similar to the European Middle Ages but possessing magical powers.

Here, magic can affect and control elementary particles.

So…a scientific theory is a magic formula!

Wizards called spellcasters who are actually scientists, under the siege of the Holy See, struggled to explore the truth of the world, until the arrival of Lin En, which set off a renaissance of an alien version…

(PS: The 2 million-word work “Hogwarts Bloodline Wizards” has already been completed, and the quality is guaranteed!)

Twelve men and women of varying identities are invited into a new world.

Here, they must not only decide their lifestyles by voting on resolutions, but also constantly participate in life-or-death games to extend their visas.

And the designer of these life-or-death games is actually among them.

Chu Hao has traveled to a different world where everyone has the opportunity to become a god.

And everyone here can design their own exclusive world of God's Domain! Beautiful and delicate fairy world? The majestic dragon's nest plane?

The ancestral witch world in the beginning of chaos?

These are too weak, my design is an endless abyss!

Here is the endless, suffocating horror land!

Here is a place where the environment is extremely harsh and life is extremely dangerous!

This is a place where there is no morality and never stops killing!

This is the home of the abyss demons and the final destination of the chaotic evil spirits

[Behind the Scenes] + [Group Portrait] + [Creating Extraordinary Things] + [The Protagonist Has Little Role and No Standpoint]

The world began to go wrong.

When the first apostle breathing fire walked the streets, when the first hero soaring into the sky tore apart the heavens...

The whole world was thrown into frenzy and panic by this sudden change.

Countries urgently set up mysterious organizations, defining their appearance as the highest level of "natural disaster", frantically tracing the source of everything, but always in vain.

No one knew that the instigator of all this was just a young man hiding behind thousands of people - Lu Yuan.

He does not need worship, does not desire power, and has no intention of judging good and evil.

He just sits behind the scenes, in a dimension that the world cannot perceive, using the seven emotions and six desires of all beings as paint, and the magnificent times as the painting, observing with interest this new era ignited by his own hands.

[Give me fire, and I will control it; give me eternal life, and I will enjoy eternal life.]

"I am the origin of countless extraordinary people, and also the final destination hanging over their heads."

"Now, let me see, when a mortal takes up the scepter of the gods, how interesting will the world become?"