Duanmu Yan transmigrated. Knowing nothing about Solaris, he had to join Everard Bank to survive. Every day, he not only had to work intensely but also deal with inspections from his superiors. "Actually, Miss Duanmu, you're really tall." "Nothing happened between Miss Cantrela and me; I just slept at her place." "You ask who that blond guy standing so close to me is? There are two blond guys here, one is a female sports student, and the other is a magical girl. Who are you talking about, Miss Duanmu?" "Zane? Uh… my relationship with her is very pure." "By the way, Miss Duanmu. This is something Miss Cantrela specially asked me to bring you. It's supposedly her own stewed beef and potatoes; I hope you like it."… The next day, Duanmu Yan was fired for stepping into the company with his left foot first.
[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]
"It has now been discovered that the mortal Chen Shun'an has accumulated many good deeds and merits. He is hereby specially appointed as the Grass-Head God [Water-Splitter Who Collects Dew], and is granted a Grass Talisman, thus elevating his divine position."
"Thank you so much, Great God, for bestowing upon me this divine title. I am deeply grateful!"
Chen Shunan immediately knelt down and automatically assumed the identity of 'minor god'.
However, no one responded.
Chen Shunan mustered his courage and looked up.
The speaker was merely an unnamed divine scroll, its position conspicuously vacant!
Chen Shunan's eyes widened suddenly, and an extremely bold idea rose in his mind!
He grabbed it!
"Since the position of Water Emperor is vacant and no one is going to take it, I'll take it."
...
When Dongzhou entered the pass, it ruled the world with the power of shamans and demons. The disciples of Baishan took control of the court, and all kinds of lineages were defeated and fled.
However, the dynasty's reign was short-lived. At that time, the dynasty was coming to an end, and the world was in chaos and demonic phenomena were frequent.
Externally, various religions are knocking on our door with their new doctrines, smuggling hibiscus incense; internally, secret societies are forming alliances to subvert the state.
Three thousand unorthodox paths, eight hundred side sects, one hundred and eight upper sects, Dragon Tiger Golden Elixir, the Eight Schools of Supreme Enlightenment, the God of the Spiritual Path, the Civil and Martial Pu'an... the lineage is restored.
Chen Shun'an, who was fifty years old and knew the will of Heaven, transmigrated to this world. He struggled for most of his life, but he was still just a water carrier from a bitter well in the capital. He accidentally obtained a scroll of the "True Spirit Treasure Edict of the Three Primal Water Officials", which gave him control over the mountains and rivers of the world and made him the Water Official of the Three Primal Elements.
As time goes by, all dharma is like a dream, an illusion, a bubble.
Only when waterways are flowing freely can I dwell amidst heaven and earth.
He was transported to a fantasy adventure world of swords and magic. After reading the Fireball spell from the mage skill book given to him upon registering with the Adventurers' Guild, Allen aimed it at a training dummy and began chanting a meditation spell. "Magic skills require daily practice; even the best newcomers need months, even years, to master them..." Before the crippled dwarf could finish speaking, a blazing fireball with a smiling face flew from Allen's palm. Allen then went to the "Return to the Furnace," a place that specialized in recycling junk, and bought a broken staff. "So you're planning to use this broken staff as a flail to smash those monsters?" the dwarf couldn't help but complain, only to notice the broken staff, now wrapped in strips of cloth, shimmering with a dazzling purple light. Even after the two set off on their adventure, the dwarf teased Allen, who stubbornly insisted on heading in a certain direction. "This..."
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."
Shortly after taking up his post as a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo, Aozawa suddenly awakens a special ability: he can see strange labels. However, the descriptions of these labels make him feel as if he's in a fantasy world. Wasps are called "Lords of Stinging," chuunibyou girls are "Paradox Fairies," and delinquent girls are labeled "World-Destroying Witches"... Each label hides extraordinary power. In his exploration of how to obtain these powers, he gradually approaches the long-vacant throne of heaven. [Tags: Unparalleled, Invincible, Slice of Life, Multiple Heroines, Lighthearted, Slow Burn, Exploration and Growth]
I was reborn into another world, starting as an unknown duke's son. I began to distinguish myself in my first year of university, developing a complicated relationship with a princess. I also discovered other transmigrators and learned about various cultures: beast-eared girls, elves, succubi, and, importantly, dragon knights. Ultimately, I built a nation in this other world where different races lived in peace.
[Not a cool novel, not an invincible novel, slightly abusive (don't read if you don't like it) + Western fantasy + fantasy + first and third person mix + time travel + sword and magic + daily life + multiple female protagonists + the protagonist's heart of sainthood and murderous heart are both polarized] (This book is also called I Want to Become a Great Sage in Another World)
I traveled through time and came to a continent full of magic and various fantasy colors.
The divine realm shattered, and the three thousand worlds merged into one. After me, there will be no more travelers in the world.
And I will bear the name of the last traverser.
I have no cheats given by God, no system that comes with me at birth, no blessing from blood, and I have nothing except language.
But, even so
I still yearn for this world...
That is the world I dream about and yearn for in my dreams.
This is the other world where I want to accomplish great things!
[Slightly yandere + lighthearted comedy + imaginative fantasy + chaotic love triangle + multiple female leads + this protagonist is practically a god!] Reborn into the world of cultivation, Wei Ning thought he had a destiny written in his head, but ended up becoming the number one scapegoat of the Linglong Immortal Sect. His childhood sweetheart constantly beat and scolded him, his master treated him like a servant under the guise of tempering him, and his aloof senior sister used him as her personal punching bag... After enduring humiliation for three years, Wei Ning suddenly realized: this immortality is not worth cultivating! He had to run away! However, on the very night he fled the sect, a system arrived! It could make any fairy listen to his requests, regardless of cultivation level! Wei Ning turned back to his childhood sweetheart, who had chased after him with a sword, and smiled kindly: "Fairy, I need your help in my cultivation!" The childhood sweetheart who used to boss him around began to serve him tea and water. His aloof and dignified master personally guided him in his cultivation with supreme techniques. Even that sword-wielding senior sister, who was usually so sparing with words, blushed and proactively sought him out to spar in Daoist arts… Wei Ning thought everything was under control, until one day, he overheard the fairies chatting: “Back then, when Ah Ning said he'd help me cultivate, it really made my heart race.” “Yes, he could have just asked directly, but he insisted on making such a solemn request; it was so cute.” Wei Ning: “¿¿¿” Wait! My hypnosis… was it fake?! This book is also known as: *I Became a Succubus in the Immortal Sect*, *How Did the Promised Fake Hypnosis Become Real?*, and *My Senior Sister and Master Both Have Two Faces; I Really Have to Control You!*
The story is about an orca who comes ashore to travel the continent, make friends, and raise children along the way. Everything seemed perfect until he was pinned down by his friends. "Is this some new trendy game?" "Yes, the game is called 'Friends Can't Be Friends Anymore'." Before he could finish speaking, a group of children pulled his friends away: "No! This is called 'Raising and Harvesting Day'!" Just as he was getting annoyed by the argument between his friends and the children, another orca pulled him aside and said seriously, "This game is originally called..."