"General, want to rent a monster? All Godzilla cubs are 20% off! We support custom orders of space dinosaurs, Mechagodzilla, and Unit-01 (fakes). Big orders, big discounts!"

Chen Shan traveled through the Pacific Rim world where monsters were rampant, only to find that he had become the most outrageous arms dealer - the owner of the Monster Editor!

What kind of mecha is fighting monsters? Too LOW! Chen Shan’s solution is: rent monsters and fight them!

With the god-level Creation Beast System in hand, from classic Godzilla to the space dinosaur Hyperzetton, from Mechanical Ghidorah to the stitched version of EVA Unit-01 (appearance limited edition)... as long as the money is in place, customizing monsters is no longer a dream!

Godzilla is just the beginning! Chen Shan's editor can create any monster you can imagine (or dare not imagine)! Attribute points? Skill customization? Appearance customization? It's all available! Build your own monster army and subvert the rules of the battlefield!

Grand Opening Sale! First order of Godzilla Cub special price 3 billion! Large quantity? Bigger discount! EVA color? Just add money! Mecha? Pre-order now!

Kangaroo Nation: Has Dragon Nation gone crazy? Selling off Class A mechas as scrap metal!

America: The Great Wall of Steel has been demolished? What's happening to the Dragon Country's coastline?

Maple Leaf Country: Holy crap! The Dragon Country coastline is full of monsters having a party!

Neon Country: Wait! Why are the monsters from Dragon Country...fighting with monsters from the Pacific Ocean?!

When the military leaders discovered that the mysterious "Monster Merchant" was actually their own rebellious grandson, and that he had just stuffed a fire-breathing Godzilla cub into a suitcase for "shipment"... the world was completely torn apart!

The era of the brain-opening monster editor has arrived! Chen Shan's Monster Supermarket is officially open!

All videos from the Warhammer world were broadcast to all the worlds!

As the title suggests, it's a real shame that no one is writing about Warhammer in a time when cinematic writing is so prevalent. This book will only be about Warhammer.

The purpose is to let the world know about the human empire that does everything for the survival of mankind, and to let other worlds know what despair and hope are.

Everything in the Warhammer world was projected into the myriad realms!

[Ring the bell once! Push the lever, start the piston and pump... Ring the bell twice! Press the button, the engine ignites, the turbine is set ablaze, life is injected... Ring the bell three times! Sing in unison, praise the god of machines!]

Trisolaran: "Wait, Earth is so advanced now?! What's ETO all about?!"

P.S.: The first forty chapters are basically about the darkness of the Empire, and the introduction of the warp only begins later. The author is not an Empire hater.

There are only a few worlds to watch: God of War, DC, Marvel, Kingdom of Light, and Warhammer. I'll consider adding others later, since I'm writing about these worlds purely out of interest.

The world depicted in the first chapter was written a year ago when I was still interested in these games. Now that I'm not interested, I've lost the motivation to write more.

When Lin Mo awoke in the Australian desert of a parallel world, the Red Alert system on his wrist became his only support. Starting from a lonely power plant, he proceeded step by step, building a steel base on the deserted red land, mass-producing equipment, cultivating oases, and etching the name "Spark" into the fabric of this continent.

Zhou Yan, a workshop technician, transmigrated into a clone of the Third Legion's Primarch, Vorgrim. "Damn it, Vorgrim, you've betrayed the working class!" "The Imperium is a corrupt empire, and the new humans are still humans... who's in favor, who's opposed!" "Some guy named Caul created a Legion of Primarch Space Marines for Guilliman... Byr, what do you think?" "Our overall strategy is to defend the Imperium's holy frontier, develop into the Imperium's dark side... sweep away the defeated Tyranid tentacles, and avoid the Necropolis of the Space Necropolis before we grow stronger... and most importantly, gather 18 Tyranid War Maidens!" After the Great Rift that tore the galaxy open, Zhou Yan led his newly formed legion to develop and grow, and the second human regime (warning: not the second Imperium) rose from the Galactic Far East!

There is no way to win, I don't understand that kind of thing——

Carrying the last light of mankind, Shinji Ikari transformed into Tiga and fought the final death battle with Gatanjea.

With Tiga's victory, Shinji Ikari closed his eyes in satisfaction...

When these eyes opened again...

Monsters became apostles, and the winning team became nerv

And humans seem to have lost the light in their hearts

This is the third new Tokyo, a world where humans cannot be saved

And all this will be rewritten...

Because the giant of light stands on the earth.

Lin Hao, a commoner genius (whose core is a Paradox Interactive war criminal), enters the Empire's highest academy, where he falls in love with and clashes with the effeminate princess Jiang Yao. As the "Great Age of Exploration" sweeps across the universe, he awakens the [Star Domination System], gaining access to green-skinned units and the power to rotate magnetic fields. Using the Pantheon to synthesize an evil god, he summons players of the Fourth Calamity, writing his own "war criminal" legend in interstellar space with both absolute rationality and chaotic methods. Ultimately, he uncovers the mystery of his origins and confronts the ultimate annihilation of the universe.

[Warhammer Second Legion Fanfiction] The writing style is roughly ensemble cast.

In the darkness of the forty-first millennium, the Second Legion, having been erased of everything, began their grand plan.

Chaos reigns; no one in the empire knows the full extent of their plans.

And when they reach the forty-first millennium, nearing their end, they will shock the entire universe.

And it all began to be told by a scavenger from a nest city...

This is a world of elves, magic, machines, and gods. This is the world of Warhammer 40,000. As a lucky transmigrator, he is the heir to a kingdom, but at the same time, he is the expensive currency of the Old Man, a Primarch with the essence of the Warp.

Now his old man Huang has arrived.

In the Warhammer 40K universe at the end of the 41st millennium, the Imperium of Man is decaying and fragmented, its sectors are fragmented, the infiltration of Chaos forces is intensifying, the Tyranids' devouring fleets are approaching the borders of the Imperium, the Necromancer tombs are awakening one by one, and the Orks are still waging wars throughout the galaxy. The entire galaxy is shrouded in the heavy shadow of "the enemy of mankind".

The protagonist, Lin Yuan, comes from Earth in the 21st century. Due to an accident, he is caught in the warp turbulence and travels to the Cadian star system on the border of the Empire. His cheat ability, "Psionic Creation," is deeply bound to the psionic system of the Warhammer universe, but he also faces the fatal risk of being corrupted by chaos due to the erosion of the warp.

"What did you say?" Abaddon exclaimed, both shocked and furious. "We've been boarded?! And by a bunch of mortals?!"

“Yes, sir.” A Chaos Space Marine wiped the cold sweat from his brow. “They are too strange. If we don’t send reinforcements soon, our defenses will be breached! Sir, I suggest you evacuate first…”

"Shut up!" Abaddon roared. "Who are we? We are the Black Legion! We have launched thirteen expeditions, each one dealing a fatal blow to the Empire! We are the Empire's eternal nightmare! And now, are we to retreat before a few mortals?"

"Assemble the troops immediately! I will make those arrogant bastards die here! Let the Empire know that we..."

"Bang!" "Rip rip rip!!!" "Boom!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, a huge ceiling collapsed, and on it, the corpses of Space Marines were piled up like mountains. On the mountaintop, several figures, bathed in the aura of blood, looked down.

Under Abaddon's shocked gaze, a man carrying a halberd looked around at him and said, "You're Abaddon, aren't you?"

"In the name of humanity, we bring you to trial, traitor!"