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.

Altaïr King was completely bewildered when he woke up to find himself transformed into a golden ear of corn in the Terran palace. It was common knowledge that being a member of the Imperial Guard was a high-risk profession. Especially in this dark and cruel future, the laughter of the evil gods was so piercing, and the claws of the aliens so menacing. Fate was capricious, cruel, and bloody, and he was now clad in radiant gold. He pondered whether he would end up being devoured by warp entities or roasted into popcorn by psionic energy, and then stepped out of his dark underground cell. The Imperial Guard was endangered, but not so easy to kill. Before facing his final fate, he still had a chance to begin his adventure. The burning galaxy was still far away, and the most serious problem this novice Imperial Guard now faced was—he was lost in the palace.

[June 28th, I time-traveled.] [July 1st, I disguised myself as a kingdom agent and fooled the sheriff, sentence +10 years] [July 18th, I forged an identity to cross the border and incidentally killed the border guard, sentence +80 years] [August 2nd, I started brewing and selling bootlegging, and had eight fights with local thugs in one day. The Night Shift Chief was furious, sentence +50 years] [August 21st, I changed my identity and joined the Night Shift Bureau, altered my file, sentence -140 years] [September 3rd, I was discovered altering the file, sentence +500 years!] [December 25th, I ignited the flames of Reforging Fala City, sentence... +40k years, haha]... [July 7th, I am the Night Shift Chief now, sentence permanently reset to zero]... [December 12th, these files need a name change, how about the Regent's Memoirs?]... [June 28th, it's time...]

Good news! I traveled through time! They named me Shinji!

Bad news! I've traveled through time again!

Good news! It seems like it's modern times! I can finally go back to playing games and ordering takeout!

Bad news! I was born in a country where life is pretty good! I heard that Antarctica is melting! This doesn't sound good!

Good news! I—the lifelong friend of the legendary Azeroth Paladin Marcus, the Light of Dawn, Holy Highlord of the Knights of the Holy Light, the Uncrowned King, Grand Mage of Tirisfal, High Priest of the Voidlight Temple, Archbishop of Light and Shadow, Titan Slayer, Maw Walker, Guardian of the Laws of the Universe, Conqueror of the Void (all perish together)—a disciple of the Imperial God of Cangjian Villa. I'm Ye Han, also known by my courtesy name Hehua, and English name John. You can also call me Jehovah—fearless!

A game called "Night City" suddenly appeared, and people discovered that the rewards earned in the game could actually be brought into the real world. High technology from the world of 2077 swept the world. In this turbulent wave of the survival of the fittest, Bai Ye took control of the cycle of reincarnation, igniting a blazing fire that burned the entire world.

This is not a story about a savior, but a dark epic about how "survivors," caught between emperors and chaos, find a glimmer of hope for humanity in their own way, and ultimately become a "third party" feared by both sides.

[Survival + Space + Zerg] [Warning! You have merged with the 'Heart of the Swarm' and become the new Zerg Emperor!] While other players were still basking in the glory of their S-rank talents, Ke Wei silently opened his interface—[Race: Space Zerg (Unique)] [Identity: Supreme Overlord (Unique)] [Citizens: Infinite]. Survival? No, I'm here to set the rules. The entire universe will be my incubator!

[Alternate world + slight Cthulhu + Infinite flow-like] [Non-transmigration + no system + protagonist with growth] [Not a wish-fulfillment story, please proceed with caution if you mind]

On Xia He's sixteenth birthday, her cousin gave her a special gift by secretly taking her to a video arcade to watch adult films.

After watching the entire movie, the naive Xia He's Dao heart collapsed, and a fat man appeared in her mind.

On Xia He's eighteenth birthday, he made a wish in front of candles at the mental hospital, hoping for world peace.

That night, a huge hole appeared in the sky.

Worlds intertwine, angels descend.

Beneath the steampunk world lies a diverse tapestry of races and a coexistence of all spirits. This is a fantastical world that worships Ironclad City!

The furnace provides the kinetic energy, heavy weapons defend dignity, and armor is the strongest protection. Every mobile 'Ironclad City' is an independent force.

Every 'Ironclad City' is a hunter traversing the wasteland, and likewise, all Ironclad Cities are prey in the eyes of the stronger!

The big devour the small, the strong devour the weak—this is the law of survival in this world…

Li Yinguang transmigrated here and inherited a dilapidated old castle, thus embarking on a journey to overturn another world!

After the great war, the old world was reduced to ruins, and radiation filled the wasteland... Order collapsed, creatures mutated, and monsters and bandits roamed freely... More than a hundred years later, the descendants of the survivors established a new kingdom on the ruins and set off for other regions, with more conflicts on the way... In 2253, an unlucky guy was transported here and found himself a prisoner.