Li You traveled to a wasteland world left behind by a magical civilization and turned into the immortal witch Yvette. After living for more than a thousand years, he finally decided to come out.

Then she discovered that she seemed to be the only survivor of this civilization.

This is a time of great powers: The vast Persia, Sparta that was founded by force, Athens with its trade and business, Thebes the rising star, The ambitious Macedonia, The twin heroes of the Western Mediterranean, The rising Rome and so on.

This is an era of brilliant stars: Agesilaus II – the last king of Sparta, Epaminondas – the Rising General of Thebes, Philip II – the founder of Macedonian’s hegemon, Dionysius – the tyrant of Syracuse, Camillus – the Roman dictator and savior…

This is an era of contention among a hundred schools of thought: Plato – the great philosopher, Antisthenes – founder of cynicism, Pythagoras – school of number, Democritus – the encyclopedia scholar, Hippocrates – the father of western medicine, Aristophanes – the great dramatist…

What will the hero bring to the world when he comes to this age as a humble mercenary through rebirth?

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”.

[Do you think life is boring?]

[Do you want to experience different lives in another world?]

[We have rich, killer, hunter, beggar, countless random identities for you to experience.]

[Do you want to start the game now?]

[Yes] [No]

It's ridiculous. As a good person who abides by the law, how can I find life boring?

He Ao sneered and chose [Yes]

[Initiating the system...]

[The game is loading.]

[Welcome to the Life Copy Game]

[The novice task is loading, and you are randomly matching the life role for you.]

[Successful match]

——

This is a good person who abides by the law, opening countless stories of life in a world full of chaos and madness. Convinced)

A lightning strike transmigrated Zu An into another world. In that world, he was known as the tr*sh of Brightmoon City, but for some reason, he was married to the gorgeous and highly talented daughter of the Chu clan?

What? I’m a transmigrator but I don’t have any talent for cultivation? Why are there so many people out for my life? And most importantly of all, how in the world did I get on the bed of my sister-in-law on my wedding night?!

It was a nightmarish starting point for Zu An, but fortunately, as a famed keyboard warrior in his previous life, the world gave him a keyboard in this life too so that he could turn things around. Through his trolling and flaming, he shall stand atop the corpses of his burned enemies and rise to the top of the world!

"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?"

The labyrinth city of Orario—a vast metropolis encompassing a magnificent underground labyrinth (commonly known as a "dungeon"). The thrill of the unknown, the glory of splendor, and even a romance with a lovely girl. In this city where dreams and desires lie in wait, a young boy encounters a small "god." Rejected by all the "families," the boy, determined to become an adventurer, encounters a fateful encounter with a god with zero members. This is the boy's trajectory, the goddess's record.

“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?”

[Kendo] + [Proficiency]

The protagonist has a stable personality and will hide his own strength. Those who mind should not enter.

After the invasion of the alien world ended, the True Spirit Continent ushered in a new era of martial arts. To prevent the alien world from making a comeback, the True Spirit World began to vigorously develop martial arts...

After seeing the scenery outside the world, everyone said: If the enemy can go there, we can go there too!

The True Spirit World is gradually ushering in a prosperous era! Heroes rise up and the geniuses compete for supremacy!

Looking at the infinite world outside the realm, everyone said: "From today on, the offense and defense will change!!!"

From humble beginnings, I rise fearlessly. My sword shines coldly. Chen Qinglin swings his sword, and the humble wind gradually transforms into a storm that sweeps across the world!

[Not a cool story + Gou Wang + IQ online + immortality + behind-the-scenes planning + never meddle in other people's business]

From a backward village, he journeyed out of a turbulent dynasty and into a turbulent era, witnessing the rise of hundreds of races, the establishment of the Human Emperor, the advent of darkness, and the depletion of spiritual energy...

Times change, eras turn, and behind countless legends stands a transparent and terrifying shadow.

Twenty years ago, the old bookworm Jiang Hanwen traveled to the world of cultivating immortals. With the talent of immortality, he made plans for eternity, devoted himself to enlightenment, spent billions of years, and walked above all spirits.

For thousands of years, dynasties changed.

Ten thousand years later, the demons invaded and everything turned upside down.

After a hundred thousand years, the eras changed and the spiritual energy revived.

…

Jiang Hanwen:

"I never meddle in other people's business, but if I have an enemy, I usually give him three packages: a disco on his grave, eradicating his roots, and leaving him with a lasting infamy.

I wonder who among the emperors is hungry?"

When the villain turned against them and the demon race was about to be exterminated, the Human Emperor took out a rotten brush with missing teeth.

The Twelve Demon Emperors laughed loudly, and even the human leaders closed their eyes in despair.

"Teacher, I'm too tired and want to eat fried potatoes."

The next second, the sky and the earth darkened, countless breezes came down from the sky, and the screams of the demons woven into the last elegy of the era.

The true sound of the Tao resounds throughout heaven and earth.

"Come back when you're tired, and remember to bring some more peppercorns..."