[Superpower Goldfinger + Farming + Mall + Infrastructure + Post-apocalyptic Natural Disaster + Pets]
Liu Su survived the ten years of natural disasters.
When he heard that he could be released, Liu Su wanted to roar to the sky three times.
Finally, I can go out and eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks. Whoever likes to eat this multi-grain steamed bun can have it. She won’t serve them anymore!
But, help, why is the style of her farm so weird?
Other farms work tirelessly for 300 days, overcoming all odds, just to harvest that 1,000 kilograms. Come rain or shine, I'll be here waiting for you.
When it comes to Liu Su, the radish smells so good, I want another three hundred pounds.
Liu Su repeatedly emphasized that it had nothing to do with him.
It must be bad feng shui, the tigers are all tigers, the leopards are all leopards. Even the dogs are gradually becoming abnormal.
During the natural disaster, there was always a figure in Tang Rui's heart. She was like a ray of light, dispelling the darkness in his heart and giving him light.
When a bright opportunity lies before you
Tang Rui swore by his supernatural powers
Life is as important to her as it is to her.
In the hundred years after the first world intersection, Zhenwu and Xinwu complemented each other, and gods from other worlds and strong men from the present world emerged one after another.
"For example, Pei Dongliu, the military god of Dongxia, used military doctrine to participate in the heavenly doctrine, and his heavenly killing fist was unparalleled in the world, and it was difficult to find an opponent."
"There is also the human god of the Western Union, whose uranium crystal battle body drives nuclear energy, and a flat attack is a nuclear explosion."
"Koshei, the undead of Ursus, is also a figure. Although his "Theory of Immortal Evolution" is poisonous to living beings, it can also be called a masterpiece."
"By the way, there is also the guy who controlled the Chaos Fortress in the Mountain and Sea Realm to bombard the Bashe, and the Great Free Demon Lord... There are too many strong men."
Bai Ze talked to the reporter.
"They are all strong men worth remembering." The reporter exclaimed.
Bai Ze couldn't help but sigh when he heard this, "Yes, although they are all defeated by me, I will remember them."
I've saved countless dinosaurs in the Jurassic World, cared for lonely elderly people in the Cage of Spirits World, maintained a stable balance in Jackie Chan Adventures, and saved over 7 billion humans countless times in the American Comics World. So please believe me, I really am a good dragon! A small black dragon cowered in a corner, watching the countless worlds rushing to collect their debts! Isn't it just eating some of your unwanted garbage? Is there any need to be so stingy? Confirmed worlds: Jurassic World, Cage of Spirits, Jackie Chan Adventures, Resident Evil, Marvel, DC, Ultraman, Dragon Clan... QQ group number: 167701986
After failing the college entrance exam, Tang Rui crafted an admission letter from the Arcanist Academy and sent it to the group chat to ease the awkwardness. As it turned out, he was actually accepted. PS: This book is also known as "This Isn't Science, This Is Magic," "Believe Me, I'm a True Arcanist," and "This Is a Floating City, Not a Space Station." PS: This is a daily, farming-themed novel, not a combat-themed one. Don't stumble into it.
This is the distant world of Toril. The vast, ethereal winds of the universe drift down from the seven heavens, sweeping across the Prime Plane, where mortals dwell, before ultimately merging into the immutable Elemental Planes. And the River Styx, even more ancient than the ancient, flows through Baator and the Abyss in the lower planes, its source unknown, its destination unknown. West of Toril lies the continent of Faerun, where the gaze of the gods converges. In this land, heroes write epic tales of sword and magic, kings forge power with iron and blood. The dice of fate have been cast, and the gods await the answer. Our story takes place on the Sword Coast, nestled on the western shores of the Sea of Swords, south of Waterdeep. Our story begins with a stranger.
Popular version: This is a story about a DND enthusiast, Baldur's Gate, and Auto Chess fan, who travels through time with a plug-in he wrote.
Start in Sinnoh, take control of your life, and build your own elf kingdom.
Supplement: Fantasy elf novel, with feelings for elves, but the attitude towards elves is more inclined to industrial...
The world is cruel:
I've seen cities destroyed by viruses, giving rise to creatures at the top of the food chain. Mars overrun by demons, Earth left to falter. Space tunnels lurking, harboring transports of hundred-meter-long beasts. Countless interstellar wars, destroying thousands of warships. The tactic of charging in formation is unstoppable in interstellar warfare!
The world is gentle:
Zootopia dissolves the barriers between predators and herbivores. The green people of Kerbal form a deep friendship with the Minions. Scrooge McDuck recounts to Stark and Wayne the harsh reality that he's losing billions every minute and will be bankrupt in just six hundred years. Sonny and Chappie discuss their understanding of existence.
The world is cruel yet beautiful. To achieve this beauty, you must listen to the Space-Time Administration!
Serious summary: Rorschach simply wants to find a way to survive, but he cannot ignore the expectations others have built on his lies. He can only bite the bullet and move forward through the universe.
On the continent of Faerun, beyond the familiar metallic dragons, chromatic dragons, and the rare gem dragons, there exists a fourth, diverse group of true dragons. These were once the true rulers of Faerun, the shining light of the true dragons... Now, they have fallen to a point where even their survival is at risk, completely fading from the sight of Faerun's major races. The five subspecies can only cling to the wings of the Supreme Dragon, even their different factions closely uniting for warmth, struggling to survive under the malicious gaze of Faerun's two most renowned dragon gods. These are the ferrous dragons. This story begins with a tiny iron dragon cub from the ferrous dragon family.
Zhou Kao traveled to this world of gods and ghosts similar to Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio. He was not interested in ordinary women, but was very interested in the thousand-year-old snake demon under the Qingcheng Mountain, the jade-faced fox girl with millions of private property, the flower fairy who had gone through reincarnation and the celestial maiden who had fallen into the mortal
world. Zhou Kao was not idle during his years of studying.
He would clean every dilapidated temple he met, release every carp he thought was spiritual, and say to every fox that met him: "You are such a beauty!
In this galaxy overflowing with Source Energy, countless races thrive. Countless beings look up at the stars, seeking the ultimate pinnacle of Source Energy.
Bai Xiaoge transmigrated into the body of a Quillin. His homeland shattered, his people scattered—what once was, is no more. But as a weak, pitiful, and helpless little fox, Bai Xiaoge isn’t panicking at all—because he can switch modes.
Eagle Eye Mode, Analysis Mode, MVP Mode, Extreme Evasion Mode, Absolute Defense Mode, Unlimited Source Energy Mode...
He can fight, tank, deal damage, play it safe, charge recklessly—and even warm a bed.
“No matter what the problem is, I can handle it for you! ...Uh... what? I’m the only male left in the whole clan?”
As the last royal bloodline, he bears the mission of reviving his race.
Master Source Energy. Compete for dominance among the stars.
But Bai Xiaoge soon realizes—it’s not that simple. Before the old ancestor died, they apparently left behind some kind of outrageous mess.
【Low-dimensional inferior lifeform, commencing Source Energy transfer according to protocol...】
“So... we’re actually the true calamity of the galaxy...?”