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Before the aroma of Jianbing Guozi has faded, Liu Yao, an ordinary college student from Tianjin, is flung, "Crack!", into a world of swords and sorcery due to a bizarre laboratory accident. He inexplicably develops a terminal soul disease that only a god can cure. Fortunately, however, this world does have gods.

In this fantastical land where dragons soar and spells fly, Liu Yao discovers that his greatest asset lies not in his arcane affinity or his warrior physique, but in his culinary skills inherited from an ancient culinary empire, a tongue deeply acquainted with the principle that "food is the most important thing for the people," and his unselfconsciously astonishing wisdom.

This is the beginning of a legendary journey, and the newcomer Liu Yao has no idea how many bizarre events he will be drawn into.

Faced with impending death, he can only shrug and say,

"It's done. Let's eat first."

(This is not a simple novel. I want to write a complete and realistic different world. The plot is fragmented and gradually pieced together from the perspective of the protagonist. It is a slow-paced novel that requires patience to read. It is not a cool novel.)

Kent traveled through time. This is a very clichéd plot, and what is even more clichéd is that he was just an extra brought along when he traveled through time with others... The people who traveled through time with him were either warriors, mages or shooters, and only Kent was a support... I thought I was going to be abandoned and start a counterattack, but they firmly reached out their hands to me.

Okay... then I'll use my abilities to protect them!

Groups of slimes held up signs promoting recycling and rode skateboards through the streets and alleys.

The mutants rode on steam locomotives, swaying from side to side to the heavy metal music.

The white-haired wizard celebrated drawing an epic card by ecstatically summoning meteorites to fall from the sky.

In the dark alley, the cyborg opened his chest and took out a few blue pills, then stealthily handed them to the sanctimonious Paladin opposite.

This is the Capital of the Seven Realms, a fantasy city connecting seven worlds, a sinful city immersed in darkness.

Crow stood high above the city, stretching out his hand downwards. The brightly lit city seemed to be held in his palm. Behind him, a full moon slowly rose.

Serious introduction: Well, actually, this is a cliché story about a sister-con named Crow who takes advantage of the situation in the capital of the seven realms to make trouble and finally reaches the peak of his life.

Armed with the MC system, Senju wanders helplessly in a world of steely ruins, believing himself to be alone. It's not until he meets his companions that he finds his purpose. He journeys with them, and with them, even if the path to success is a dead end, he will find a way out, a path to survival. Once he's freed, Senju discovers the pitfalls of the world. Seeking a peaceful life, he sets out to find his ideal home. Introducing his new book, "The God Will Be Killed," a story of a fallen princess versus the final god.

The white-haired, heterochromatic little girl protagonist is going crazy. I want to be Miss Bai Ze's dog!

My name is Renji Bai Ze, female, 13 years old this year, and this is my fourth time traveling through time...

In my first life, I was the famous Ashina Isshin.

"Wolf, don't blame me for being mean!"

"You can't afford to play with me, you actually reloaded the save file!"

I met a wolf that was as strong as a monster on the road, and I couldn't defeat it with all my strength, so I died.

In my second life, I traveled to Dark Souls and became the famous Ashes, but unfortunately I was too weak and had no power!

In my third life, I traveled to MC and became the famous Steve.

I took a detour of hundreds of millions of years less and became a god in one step.

But the original life is authentic and original, in the snowy mountains

Also known as "We Can Be Adventurers Without All the Hassle" & "Is Turning the Adventurer's Guild into an Online Game Company a Wrong Thing?" In the opulent throne room of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, Ainz Ooal Gown sits high atop his throne, overlooking the crowd of cat-like players below. Cat Ferry: Look, meow! This is the protector of the Great Tomb of Tsuwu, the ruler of the fortress city of E-Rantel, the Supreme Being of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, the mayor of your Novice Village! The invincible Ainz Ooal Gown, the great Sorcerer King Ainz Ooal Gown! Why don't you all bow down and pay your respects, meow?

The world is a vast ocean of nothingness. The world is a tiny speck of dust in the ocean.

Above the heavens, the abyss looms, beneath the dark moon, heretics gaze. Ancient beings forge ahead, illuminating the path of ascension with the candlelight of civilization. Martial arts, remnants of the mind, and the commandments; natural disasters, immortal insects, and truth... The world is full of dangers, but it also holds equal opportunities and fortuitous encounters.

Chu Hengkong stepped into the Endless Dust Island. He had no intention of becoming a god, but only wanted to dominate himself in the troubled times.

——He wants to use his tentacles to strangle fate by the throat!

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