Chiyo Gen, a good citizen of the Three Good Citizens, was forced to work by an unscrupulous two-dimensional god. What is the two-dimensional god?! Fall orz. In short, under the strong request of a group of two-dimensional believers, I, an ordinary [actually not ordinary] Yokohama nanny gloriously traveled through time. Although there is a system with no bottom line, in short, I became a genius in the eyes of the wooden pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps, including but not limited to creating the Breathing of Wood, becoming the darling of the Butterfly House, and being forced to marry by Fuzukawa. "Ahhhhhh, I told you it was an accident, don't come over." Everyone in the Demon Slayer Corps: Ahhhhhhh, kiss me, kiss me, why don't you kiss me! Fuzukawa, we hate you.

(Authorized by Mount Wutai, Bodhisattvas have seen it and said it is good)

A mortal flow, traditional fairy tale, no system, no time travel, no rebirth, and many female protagonists.

Watching the moon over the mountains, reflecting on the zither, you ask about the principles of wealth and poverty, the fisherman's song echoes deep into the harbor...

Qin Guan, an apprentice at the medical clinic, goes to Luoyun Sect to search for immortals because the son of the Duke of Huguo wants to force his childhood sweetheart Jiang Yi to marry him, but he is caught up in the turmoil of cultivation.

Why would Emperor Dongming and the elders of Luoyun Sect target Jiang Yi, a little female cultivator who had just established her foundation?

Why have the cultivators in Huayang Continent been unable to condense their Nascent Soul?

Who is the real driving force behind the ever-changing world of cultivation?

Why are the levels between the different cultivation continents so strict...

A pair of eyes that can see through everything in the world.

A set of body-refining techniques that can transform the entire body into glass.

One hundred thousand Xiaoyun ancient coins can help you refine all the treasures in the world and open up an infinite combat field.

Heavenly secrets, medical skills, Taoism, prohibitions, alchemy, magic lotus...

Shocking Dragon Sword Classic, Green Lotus Sword Song, Blood Jade Qilin, Nine Transformations of the Dragon...

The wonders of falling clouds, the ancient demon cave, the wild beasts, the majestic temple...

The three immortal islands of Yingzhou, Fangzhang, and Penglai are in turmoil. Monks from the Eight-Nation Alliance, armed with short swords and spirit guns, are forcibly invading our residence...

Facing the oppression of "Heaven," Qin Guan drew his sword and questioned the heavens—what is fairness in this world? What is reincarnation? What is the way of heaven?

Come on, my friends, let us forget about the reality for a while, and embark on this journey of defying the will of heaven and fighting against injustice with Qin Guan!

In the third year of Kai Ping in the Great Liang Dynasty, a soul from Earth descended upon the Duke of Dingguo's mansion and possessed Pei Yue, a illegitimate son who had suffered abuse. Thus began his invincible journey in this strange world.

[Uma Musume Girl fanfiction, not actual horse racing]

In this world where humans and horse girls coexist, friction between nations has been smoothed away by the world's benevolence, allowing various bloodlines to continue. Horse girls from different bloodlines compete, rising to prominence, and here...

A gifted racehorse girl came to Treson Academy to study, carrying a vision to shine in the East.

"Senior, just you wait and see!"

Then……

"I am just me."

No longer burdened by the need for others' approval, her path no longer requires their approval or guidance.

When the protagonist, Yu Qingfeng, was an infant, he was captured by the Nascent Soul cultivator Huoying Xianweng for a soul-splitting experiment, intended for possession. After the soul-splitting was successful, the protagonist was possessed by the fusion of the Fire Spirit and the Thunder Spirit. From Qi training, he gradually moves towards an unknown future, fighting to escape his fate of possession. A new work is out! Welcome to Tomato Novel to read my work. I hope you enjoy it. Your interest is my motivation, and I will strive to tell each story well!

The Barov family, a vast and mysterious clan of Arathor descent, possessed fiefdoms stretching from Brill in the north to Southshore in the west, from Tarren Mill in the south to Caer Darrow in the east. Reborn into such a family, Carlos was happy and content. In spring, he enjoyed the service of three thousand maids at Lakehold in Caer Darrow. Summers were spent escaping the heat in the apple orchards of Tarren Mill. Autumn brought vibrant red leaves to the maple forests of Brill. Winters were spent feasting on cod in Southshore. Whatever his needs, a simple ring of the Barov butler's bell would fulfill them. Such a life would make any trip to Azeroth worthwhile! If I hadn't played WoW, I almost would have believed it.

[One simulation per day, humorous, survival-oriented, ruthless, fast-paced, full simulation inheritance, long simulation]

You transmigrated to a world of cultivation, activated the simulation system, and unlocked the simulation space. Your lifespan was pitifully reduced to only one day, and to survive, you relentlessly simulated. Then one day, you suddenly looked back and realized you had become a Great Emperor.

[Hollow Knight Fanfiction + System + Fantasy + Silksong + Original Content] [Original Maps and Story + Hallownest + Spinning] [On the day I saw my mentor off, I realized 'tradition' was a scam!] Tribal rule: Those who see someone off may not return home. But I saw my mentor disappear down a dead end, leaving me with a question that made it impossible to turn back! Entering the perilous outside world, I learned combat at the cost of my life, seeking answers. Ironthorn Wastes, Ashnest, the Last Court... I grew stronger, attempting to defeat the gods and seal the Void, drawing ever closer to the fallen realm of Hallownest, the kingdom cursed by silk threads – Spinning. Until Bumblebee, a powerful warrior wielding a bone spike, stopped me in my tracks: "Sir, you seem to have come to the wrong place." I unveiled my long-honed nail: "I must know the truth of the world!" This road, with only exits and no entrances, awaits me at the end: the final chapter of my life, or the hidden truth?