Suren Reinister, the founder of Abstract Magic, invented it at the age of 13, allowing him to unblock what should be blocked and block what should be open. After entering the Higher Magic Academy, Suren spent a month in the alchemy lab, creating an abstract substance called Uranium-235, which he then presented to the headmaster in a gift box. Suren's graduation thesis consisted of only one sentence: "Copy a copy and show it to others within seven days, or you'll face the consequences!" Time passed, and the Third Magic World War was imminent. Suren, once again, delivered the following abstract speech at the World Conference: "Hatred only brings more bloodshed, and bloodshed only brings more hatred." "There are never any winners in war." "Set aside differences, put aside hatred, and resolve disputes through dialogue." "This is what a wise ruler should do." "In other words..." "Those present..."

After traveling through the gaming world for ten years, Leon, without a cheat code or a grandfather, struggled as an ordinary person to become the core assistant of the world's strongest adventure team. He has made outstanding contributions and can be regarded as the cornerstone of the team.

However, after the team introduced a new set of merit algorithms, he was defined as consuming resources without doing anything and was directly "optimized".

After ten years of hard work, a gaming system finally appeared before his eyes.

He decided to reorganize a highly professional and executive adventure team to return to the top.

At this time, what appeared in front of him were: the heroine of the plot with a destiny, the lady who lived in symbiosis with the devil flower, the holy knight with super strength who did not abide by the commandments, the archer who summoned the army of Purgatory - and other girls with special skills.

Although they all seem to have some problems, after going through trials and tribulations, they can be considered a galactic battleship.

But the atmosphere among the members became increasingly weird.

"Recently, more and more members have been visiting the leader's office at inappropriate times. This has had a negative impact on the group's morale. I have an obligation to rectify this. From now on, I will limit your private visits."

"But it's you who's sneaking around in there, deputy captain."

"I have objections!"

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Li Ang couldn't understand why his room exploded when he just got off the boat to do something?

[Squad Adventure][Pseudo-D&D][Hybrid Worldview] Raine arrived in a fantastical world and obtained the "Adventurer's Chronicle." Slaying monsters made him stronger, exploring made him stronger. From then on, he was unstoppable, becoming a low-level adventurer. From dark forest secrets to lost ancient ruins, from dungeons beneath the yellow sands to floating cities in the clouds. He traversed snow-capped mountains, forded valleys, paused beside the corpses of demon gods, and gazed into the distance from the backs of dragons. Until one day, he touched the supreme crown on his forehead, looked at the thousands of beings kneeling before him, and sighed deeply: Adventure has no end, adventure never stops.

Rean Schwarzer, Falcom's favorite son, a professional cheater, and the successor of the Eight Leaves Wife-Killing Style. When a soul from Earth transmigrates into his body, will it change his original trajectory? Will he still experience the fate of his sister being kidnapped, his father severely injured, his mother knocked unconscious, and his best friend tragically killed? This book is a Trails of Eternity fanfiction. The author is a staunch supporter of Crystal Palace; please do not enter if you dislike this. A book club has been created; welcome to join: 5.1.3.0.1.7.4.5.7. My new book, "I am Shinji, What brings You Here?", has been released; please add it to your collection, click, and recommend it.

[Foundation] — [System] — [Refreshing Story] — [Containment Team] — [No Female Lead]

Human beings have been living for 250,000 years, but only the last 4,000 years are meaningful.

So what have we been doing for nearly 250,000 years? We've been hiding in caves, sitting around small campfires, fearing things we don't understand—explanations of how the sun rises, monsters with human heads and bird bodies, living stones. So we call them "gods" and "demons," and ask them for forgiveness and pray for salvation.

Then, their numbers decreased, and our numbers increased. As we feared fewer things, we began to view the world more rationally. However, the inexplicable things did not disappear, as if the universe deliberately chose to appear absurd and inexplicable.

Humanity can no longer live in fear. Nothing can protect us; we must protect ourselves.

While others live in the sunlight, we must fight them in the shadows and prevent them from being exposed to the public eye, so that others can live in a rational, ordinary world.

We control, we contain, we protect.

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[An anomaly detected; system activated]

[Identification code: 001]

[The current top leader of the foundation has been confirmed as Wu Feng]

[Please take on the important task of the Foundation for the Reconstruction of the Universe]

[Our Last Hope]

Transmigrated to a fantasy world of swords and magic, Heath becomes an ordinary apothecary apprentice. But by chance, he becomes bound to a mysteriously powerful [Profession Manual]. With the manual, he can quickly take on jobs, activate special job skills, allocate skill points, and level up, reaching the pinnacle of various ordinary professions. [Apothecary Apprentice] can activate the job skill [Quick Sorting]; [Blacksmith Apprentice] can activate the job skill [Quick Forging Templates]; [Apothecary] can activate the job skill [Advanced Potion Preparation]... And so, Heath prepares to take on various different jobs, becoming the most popular guy in town besides the adventurers. Until—"These heretics actually sacrificed the entire village!" Heath changes his job to [Warrior], angrily shouldering his weapon, and walks into the Adventurers' Guild. [Warrior] can activate...

During the freshman orientation class at the Royal Capital Magic Academy, a professor addressed the students below the podium: "Magic isn't just about unleashing a cheap fireball with a staff." "Potions, scrolls, runes... mastering any one of them is enough to call yourself a magician." Only one? Roy glanced at the rows of spells, magical items, potions, magic swords, and other magical creations in his mental magic database and couldn't help but raise his hand: "Professor, what if I mastered them all?" The professor turned to Roy: "Then you can call yourself a Grand Archmage."

Yang Jing, through a stroke of luck, transmigrated to a chaotic dynasty ravaged by war, becoming a favored peasant boy. His family scrimped and saved to support his martial arts training, but his innate talent was ordinary, destined for mediocrity and disappointment. However, Yang Jing discovered that he only needed to cultivate his martial arts techniques to a critical point to break through to a higher realm.

This means that what is extremely dangerous for others poses no risk to Yang Jing.

He is destined to rise to the highest level of power!

Shen Li transmigrates to the world of cultivation and awakens the supreme treasure, the [Primordial Dao Cauldron].

The Dao Cauldron will naturally refine the [Source Point] based on the user's realm, skills, reputation, wealth, karma, and other achievements.

Source points can be exchanged for anything; the starting point is customizable.

Ten points of source points, exchange for a lifetime of moderate prosperity and a peaceful life.

With a hundred points of source, one can acquire a handsome face and a brilliant mind, and be reborn into the immortal realm to seek longevity.

With a thousand points of origin, he was endowed with a heavenly spiritual root and a Daoist immortal body, thus becoming a true disciple of the immortal sect!

He smiled slightly and chose another route:

"The rise of prodigies? An impending calamity? These are merely the backdrop of my life."

Lowe: "Um, Surtr, how do you use this 'Leivatin'?" "Lowe, watch carefully, I'll only teach you once." "The power of fire, it's used like this." A tall demon appeared behind Surtr, its arms outstretched, grasping the two-meter-long greatsword. "Leivatin!" Talulah: "Don't you Rhodes Island people have your own Originium Arts?"