This is the hut I built. This is the stone I meditate on. This is my bolter and chainsaw sword. I've been in this idyllic paradise for over a decade, even reaching the Qi Refining stage, and you're telling me this is a Warhammer? So the spiritual energy I breathe every day comes from the Warp?... Years later, a colossal statue stands atop Terra. Beneath the statue, they call me Regent, Godfather of the Chaos Primarch, Heart of the Dead, Terran Keeper, Ark Home Engineer, Terminator of the Second Brother, Dorak's Private Garbage Collector, Warp Landlord... "So, Your Majesty, it's rather impolite of you to be sitting while speaking to me."

After transmigrating and being reborn, Chen Mo was dragged by the empire to become a glorious interstellar expeditionary force. Just when he thought he was destined to become one of the millions of cannon fodder rookies, his talent as a thief of the heavens was awakened. By participating in major events in various worlds and leaving your unique mark on history, you can steal countless rewards. In "Under One Person," he became a fellow disciple with the Great Ying Immortal Zuo Ruotong, sweeping across the three levels of Reverse Life! He suppressed the Quanxing sect, making them tuck their tails between their legs. He debated with the old Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing, forcefully suppressing the dragon and tiger! In the world of "Dragon Raja," he drank fine wine with Angers, talked about beauties, and bathed in the blood of the Dragon King. His golden eyes burned away all the mixed-bloods who dared not look him in the eye. Whether it was the Black King or the White King, they were all traitors! In the world of "Bleach," he challenged the entire Gotei 13 with a single asana! Slaughtering them all...

Qiao Shen, a low-level office worker in a cyberpunk city, is attacked by strange creatures, and as a result, he loses his studies, his job, and becomes in debt. However, he is accidentally implanted with a mysterious artificial intelligence system, 002, which has the capabilities of technology replication and network intrusion, and thus embarks on the road of technological evolution.

Qiao Shen: "You have a great skill, now it's mine!"

Mechanical prostheses, microbial drugs, super brain chips... On the positive side of the world, the evolution of human body technology is brilliant and colorful;

Horrifying unknown creatures, the mystery of the amnesiac girl's life experience, the unreachable end of evolution... On the other side of the world, strange layers of fog quietly descend.

As Qiao Shen climbs to the pinnacle of technological evolution, crushes the powerful who wantonly manipulate the citizens, and becomes the ultimate ruler of the city, he suddenly discovers that "evolution" is far from as simple as he imagined...

These days, being a monster is tough. You get beaten up by Ultraman, magical girls, Kamen Rider, angels, demons, and even ordinary people! Xiang Xianyu just wants to say, "Wait until I gather seven idiots, then I'll show you what true cruelty is!" Then… Xiang Xianyu turns gray and squats in the corner: "This is too hard!!!"

"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!"

Li Lin was forcibly conscripted by the Emperor, a golden dump truck transporting him to the Siege of Terra in the 30K era, where he became a loyal mortal auxiliary soldier. At the brink of death, he awakened the [Undead War God] template. He initially thought his understanding of Warhammer would be enough to survive easily. However, this world was far more complex than he imagined. This wasn't canon, but an IF scenario, a unique pseudo-history… the Great Rebellion of Sanguielles! Li Lin: Since things have come to this, let's start killing! The future of the Empire, the fate of humanity, the safety of the galaxy—all these grand narratives are irrelevant to Li Lin. All he can do is rely on his chainsaw axe and shotgun to carve a path to survival in this cesspool of a world. His first small goal: kick the Blood God off his bronze throne! Li Lin: After all, I am!! ...

The author has already completed a two-million-word novel, a testament to their integrity. Time travel isn't unusual, but Trevor finds himself being watched by a barrage of comments after his own transmigration—and not just watched, but transmigrated again while being watched! This is a story about a protagonist forced to adventure under the watchful eyes of a barrage of comments. [Trevor, how did you transmigrate again?]... Trevor: "What's with this bunny girl from Resident Evil in front of me?"

As the holographic screen seeped into the psionic blood mist of the Koprulu sector, the gamer Luo Feng's temple burned, and the stigmata of the Mechanicus blossomed. His synapses simultaneously connected to the war codes of three parallel universes: the gene-seed of Warhammer 40K crystallized in his blood vessels, the psionic matrix of StarCraft restructured his brainstem, and the Forerunner think tanks of the Halo world unlocked forbidden knowledge.

On an operating table in a Martian foundry, Mechanicus neural probes battled against Zerg symbiotes. As a spine was transformed into a Protoss phase prism, the energy storms of the Eye of Terror and the Koprulu sector tore quantum wounds through the fabric of reality. The chainsword in his left hand oozed Zerg saliva, and the power armor on his right shoulder bore the marks of Necron repair.

The Awakened's blood boiled in the multiverse: his left eye reflected the Emperor's quantum ghost, his right eye glimmered with the Queen of Blades' genetic map. As the green-skinned orc waaagh energy and Protoss purification beams erupted in his chest, Luo Feng discovered that his genes were being reorganized into the form of a Xel'Naga ancestor.

The chosen vessel of the multiverse must choose between the throne of the God-Emperor, the Zerg Hive, and the oracle of the Protoss Kara. Every breath rewrites the laws of reality, and every wound blooms the energy crystals of a different universe. He stands at the edge of a reality rift, Warhammer Demon Sword in his left hand, Interstellar Psionic Core in his right, and the remains of the Halo dissolving beneath his feet.

"You are the Allspark." The mechanical voice of the Moebius Foundation resonated with the hymn of the Mechanicus. As the ultimate game between the three universes began, Luo Feng's choice would determine the fate of all parallel worlds.

[Cyberpunk + Cthulhu + Anomaly + Non-Invincibility + Single Female Lead]

It was not until the machines grew flesh and blood, a red moon hung high in the sky, and a huge shadow surged in the mist near the sea that Wang Yu realized where he was and what kind of indescribable weird things were hidden under the cyberpunk surface.

Cyberpunk and the uncertain evil god are intertwined. It is unclear whether this is another world or the realm of the next era. It is like an endless abyss. Visitors who do not know where to go come in with abilities similar to throwing dice in role-playing games.

Now that he is in the abyss, there is no way to retreat. No matter whether it is an abandoned city, a new capital, or an endless wasteland, Wang Yu will crawl, gnaw, and fight in the abyss until he survives, climbs up, and finds the place that belongs to him.

Transcending into the Warhammer world. The Middle Ages are a chaotic wasteland, with the shadow of eternal destruction looming over all timelines. The end is nigh, and the grand game of the Chaos Gods unfolds in the Middle Ages. Carrying a simulator, when faced with the choice between becoming Primal Chaos and the Watchers of Order, will you destroy or save the world? In the 40th millennium of Warhammer, endless war engulfs the entire galaxy. The Emperor is long gone, buried on the Golden Throne. The Astragalus and Astartes have paid a heavy price; even the Primarch's return cannot halt the Imperium's despair. The edifice is crumbling, and the Dark Lord is about to rise from the throne. A decisive outcome will change everything, ensuring humanity's glory endures. Conquer or destroy the Xenomorphs, only in the name of Primal Chaos, in the sight of the gods.