[Farming + Behind-the-Scenes + Development + System + Ensemble Cast + No Female Lead]

Lynn transmigrates to the continent of Bromley, which has been ravaged by the Undead Cataclysm.

It became an abandoned Gothic church.

A group of refugees who arrived by chance became his first followers.

Blessed with holy light, expanding the territory, resisting disasters, becoming the true God.

Lynn also successfully activated his cheat code—the God-level Sanctuary.

[The system detected that one hundred ghouls have been eliminated by the host's followers. Reward: The Holy Sword – Durandal!]

“This sword is just right for Liz. As a Holy Knight, she needs a sharp weapon to cut away the filth for me.”

[Host successfully defended the sanctuary and slew a Tier 3 lich. Reward: Divine spell - Divine Grace Codex.]

"Oh, perhaps I need a priest who can chant my name and bring hope to the lost sheep."

that's all.

Lynn Church became the only refuge in the darkness.

The most indestructible land of hope on the continent of Bromley!

A game called Civilization Wars suddenly appeared. Players create civilizations step by step from scratch. In the game, players can establish city-states, develop their civilizations, advance technology trees, and deploy troops. Li He entered the game as a tribal chief. He experienced the Stone Age, the Feudal Dynasty, and the Industrial Empire... He thought everyone was simply progressing steadily through the technology trees and civilizations, but who knew... what are these orcs, elves, goblins, and dwarves?! Didn't everyone start as primitive humans eating raw meat and drinking blood?

After watching "The Burial of Frielian," the ancient elves wiped away their tears and played music at the graves of their former besties. Dwarves held up posters for "The Hobbit," loudly proclaiming their own heroic spirit. A dragon nestled in its lair, watching "Breaking Bad," its ambitions burgeoning. Even wizards, nearing the divine, were captivated by space opera and "The Three-Body Problem." The gods secretly strengthened this world's defenses. I came, I saw, I conquered! Salvi will conquer the entire other world with culture!

Ice and snow sealed away civilization, and storms extinguished steam—this was the post-Victorian era when a prosperous steam-powered civilization was destroyed by the harsh cold.

As a bishop banished to the frigid north by a mere decree, he fights for lost power, forging a fortress of faith amidst blizzards and apocalypse, guiding lost sheep through mercury and steam.

“I am not a shepherd, I am just a psychoanalyst who couldn’t find a job and was looking for another one.” — Bishop of the St. Lucia Winter Cathedral, Diocese of Speyside, the prayer master of the seven northern cities, the gatekeeper of Eden, the enemy of the frost giants, the remnant of the golden age, the keeper of the secrets of the old civilization, the spiritual mentor and psychiatrist of legendary knights, archmages, kings, popes, the poor, and wanderers. Siren Dellandt said this.

This world is strange; there are many kings, countless princes, and many, many princesses.

Fairy tales are indeed beautiful, but often it feels like the princes and princesses are all a bit crazy—they fall in love after just one kiss, or click at first sight.

Wait a minute, she's underage. Let's not even talk about the prince, but this princess is underage!

It seems like many of these stories involve marriage before love blossoms, but that's okay; fairy tales are like that—love at first sight is normal.

What else does it mean to say, "I want to play the role of a child, a knight in a fairy tale"?

Aren't they all fairy tales? What's the difference? There shouldn't be any difference, right?

The soldier obtained the tinderbox and the gold coins, and asked the witch to tell him how to use the tinderbox and why he had taken it.

According to the version, the witch didn't tell the soldiers, and then she was killed by them.

The second witch tried to strike first, but the soldier noticed and chopped her down with a single blow.

As a knight, how should you help them in this situation? Uh, help my ass! Both of them are insane!

What's even more ridiculous is that he seems to be right about both of them!

The witch used the soldier to obtain the tinderbox. After the soldier inquired about the tinderbox's use without receiving any information, he killed the witch to protect himself.

Otherwise, if the witch got her hands on the tinderbox, she might use the three dogs inside to attack the soldiers.

But the soldiers took the gold coins, the tinderbox, and killed the witch—they took everything they could.

You want me to manage myself? How am I supposed to manage that? I'm still a knight among children!

There are many similar stories. I feel that they both have a point, but if I were to act as the middleman, I feel that they are both crazy.

Transmigrating to another world, Lance received a brand new class—Charismatic Sorcerer, a class where the stronger one's charm, the more powerful their skills. Wait, skill power amplification isn't limited to this class? After carefully learning about the class, Lance happily chose to become a Paladin. Years later, a slash blasted down a Hellish Grand Duke. The Hellish Grand Duke raised his head in disbelief: "How come your Holy Slash is so powerful?" "Holy Slash?" Lance tilted his head, raising his holy sword, "Sorry, that was a normal attack, this move is—Holy Slash!" In a flash of holy light, the Hellish Grand Duke was completely purified.

Mission: Exterminate the goblin tribe and rescue the female knight, Ereshkigal. Difficulty: High. Scale: City-state level. Current success rate: 0%. Base reward: 2 Intelligence attribute. Hint: Additional rewards are given if the success rate exceeds 100%. The higher the success rate, the richer the rewards. ... Marvin looked at the mission panel and decisively refused: "Don't tell me about the most beautiful girl in Baldur's Gate, the duke's daughter, or the chosen one of Losanda. I won't even attempt this mission unless the success rate is at least 300%." ​​"In this world of legends, chosen ones, and conspiracies and accidents, one must be cautious." "What? You're asking why I need to bring ten sixth-level scrolls, five bottles of highly potent arcane potions, and two adamantite golem guards just to gather herbs?" "I'm a mage. It's perfectly normal to be well-prepared for missions..."

A succubus paladin trying to turn over a new leaf. A necromancer with extreme social anxiety who only lets skeletons socialize on his behalf. An orc priest who delves deeply into the realm of life but is very afraid of blood. And I, a traveler who doesn't belong to this world - a great bard. My name is Velen, and I was on the run when I unexpectedly found a diary. I thought it was a classic plot from Dragon Quest, but the god on the other side of the diary... doesn't seem very serious? Record stories and get rewards. Record fun and get more rewards. And our team of scumbags walking on the continent - seems to be the biggest fun in itself? [A worldview with a bit of everything], [Team road adventure], [Semi-diary], [More daily life]

[Traditional Western Fantasy] [Proficiency Panel] [Alchemy] [Steady] Roland transmigrated to the world of Teya, becoming a low-level wandering mage in a mercenary town. After ten years of meditation without advancing from apprentice to mage, he finally accepted the reality of his lack of talent. Just as Roland was about to give up on the path to transcendence and return to a peaceful life of odd jobs, he suddenly awakened his proficiency panel! With diligent practice, he could continuously improve! "Then I'll start with alchemy!"... Time flies, and the world changes. Unbeknownst to him, Roland had risen from an unknown apprentice to become the King of Gods, standing at the very top of the divine realm, his myths and legends sung by countless beings throughout the heavens!

What are the basic qualities of a villain? Transmigrating into the body of a villainous lord destined to be killed by the hero, inheriting all the family's underground businesses: slave trade, potion smuggling, cult gatherings, forbidden rituals… In a dark, insane, twisted magical world, the only way to survive is to become one with it all…? He scoffed at the idea. "If you feel your territory is chaotic and unmanageable, and the people and nobles are all eyeing your position—then don't doubt it, you simply haven't had enough corpses hanging from your city gates."