Transmigrated into a pot-dwelling immortal, only to emerge a hundred thousand years later. Having finally acquired a divine incarnation, allowing for some breathing room, yet still a lowly god in the Divine Court, spending his days granting wishes and alleviating poverty. "Outside the Pot Heaven, you call me a Pot Heaven Immortal, claiming I'm a remnant soul bound to a pot to attain enlightenment—I won't argue with you." "Once you enter my Pot Heaven, shouldn't you address me as the Supreme Emperor of the Pot Heaven Jade Palace?" Within this tiny universe, a carefree Pot Heaven Immortal. Lin Qingxuan cultivates spiritual roots, holds Dharma assemblies, builds markets, and countless beings enter my pot. Once all the cultivators from the outside world have entered my Pot Heaven, who will be the Heavenly Emperor—you or me?

Lin Chang'an transmigrated into a cultivation world, becoming the lowest-ranking 'elephant herder' of the Xuan Sha Sect. Faced with a terrifying cultivation world teeming with immortals and demons, where the strong prey on the weak, Lin Chang'an panicked. Fortunately, he possessed a cheat code: a strangely shaped "small world" with time manipulation! Six days inside the small world equaled only one day outside. Furthermore, there was a spiritual energy origin imprint! Every cultivation being born in this small world would have 1% of their spiritual power secretly drained, feeding back into the small world's origin for its growth! Seeing this, Lin Chang'an slapped his thigh: What's the point of striving? Just lie low! So, on the surface, Lin Chang'an diligently shoveled elephant dung, but secretly, he began a "grand breeding plan" in the small world: first, raising creatures to reproduce and provide "potential leeks" (oh no, I mean immortal seedlings)... second...

This is the best of times. Wizards, fresh from the Second Wizarding War, have entered their golden age. Countless wizards, aboard floating cities, have embarked on a grand voyage across the astral plane. But this is also the worst of times. The battlefield holds not only victors but also countless corpses fallen before victory. The flames of war have been ignited; no one can remain uninvolved. I am Gawain, an ordinary wizarding apprentice, but deep within my soul lies a scale of truth. As long as the scales are balanced, failed potions can be transformed into successes, incomplete knowledge can be filled in, techniques on paper can be mastered in an instant, and even the flesh and blood of nameless ancient gods can be refined into their essence… In this magnificent era, I will ultimately become the one who leads the way.

Li Tian awoke to find himself in a new world. Here, ancient martial arts, powerful mechs, mysterious superpowers, and mutated gene warriors… In this interstellar age of exploration, everything seemed prosperous and full of hope, but beneath this calm surface, turbulent undercurrents surged. Secret cults, star beasts, ancient gods, shadows… they had long since infiltrated every corner of the world, hiding beneath the surface, growing stronger and more powerful. …Fortunately, Li Tian possessed a class panel; with diligent practice, he would reap the rewards. From [Transmigrator] to [Lord of the Heavens] traversing the realms, from [Martial Artist] to [God of Martial Arts] who could shatter stars with his fists, from [Psychic] to [King of the Four Forces] who controlled the rules… In the zombie world, he was an unrelated figure who obtained everything. In the horror world, he was a holy being who purified everything. In the Warhammer world…

"Now, a brief interruption: a war criminal named Lu Qian. It is alleged that he committed crimes including, but not limited to, those listed below: 'Turning his own customers into food in his restaurant;' 'Connecting sewage pipes to the city's drinking water system to boost healthcare stock prices;' 'Using neutron beams to brutally annihilate an entire planet of aliens…' Citizens, please be wary of this heinous war criminal." Lu Qian stared blankly at his own photo in the marketing article. He just made a game, how could he be a war criminal? The next day, Lu Qian solemnly clarified in the *Game Observer*: "Who said I'm a war criminal? The games we make always promote truth, goodness, and beauty; it's just that players have misunderstood. Besides, I haven't been caught, how could I be a war criminal!"

[Welcome to the Immortal Cultivation and Longevity System] [Current Location: Lingyun Pavilion] Murphy glanced around the knight training ground, enclosed by log fences. A castle, perhaps fifteen or sixteen meters high, stood in the distance. What kind of Lingyun Pavilion was this? [Option 1: Traverse a hundred-meter-long swamp, navigate the plum blossom pile formation, and scale the Soul-Breaking Cliff. Reaching the summit will earn you admission to the Lingyun Pavilion as an introductory disciple.] [Reward: Strengthen your muscles and bones, "A glimpse of the way."] [Option 2: Equally challenging but stopping at the cliff, become a registered disciple of the Lingyun Pavilion.] [Reward: Horse training and taming, "A glimpse of the way."] Murphy thought about it. You're a knight, and I'm an immortal. It made sense. Later, he learned that this world didn't just have knights, but wizards, too, and that wizards went on expeditions. While wizards conquered planes and returned with mountains of magic stones, Murphy cultivated in the background. While wizards harvested elemental cores...

Transmigrating to another world, while other adventurers followed the ancient strategy of "warrior tanks, mage deals damage, priest heals," Renn discovered that he could obtain the core talent of every monster he killed, leading to a complete absurdity: the berserker's [Blood Frenzy], honed over ten years, was obtained by slaying a single goblin. The mage's prized [Fireball] was merely a generous donation from a mutated shaman. After slaying the Goblin King, he accidentally acquired the [King's Aura]. By swiping goblins, Renn successfully transformed himself into a well-rounded warrior. Until one day, the Demon King's army besieged the fortress, and the heroes trembled in fear. Amidst the despairing gazes of the crowd, Renn silently pulled out a manual that lit up all the monster icons. "Don't panic." "I'll go to their lair behind the camp and get some magic immunity..."

"Tell me, what should I do if I'm ambushed by monsters in the dungeon?" "Fight them!" "Next question, what do you do when you face an evil lich that you can't defeat despite your best efforts?" "Will it devour corpses?" "It has no interest in your corpse; at most, it'll turn you into an undead." "Fight it!" "Fight it! All you know is fight! What if you die?!" "You'll be resurrected, and even stronger! Fight it!" Chen Luo, transported to a dungeon in another world, possessed the cheat ability to resurrect after death. If he could retrieve his dead body, he could be resurrected without damage and gain additional enhancements. Initially, even weak mushrooms could kill him, but gradually, dungeon monsters would turn away at the sight of this man; after dying countless times, terrifying legends of the undead spread throughout the dungeon, and he...

"Ah! Skeleton monsters! Skeleton King! Skeleton Dead! Pale King! Oh, it's you, Master Brave! That's all right." The Skeleton Brave placed the Demon King's head before the King, tapping the table with his white knuckles. "Tell me, where is the next Demon King?" "Master Brave, you've killed all seven Demon Kings." "You're lying! I only killed six. Tell me, where did you hide the seventh Demon King?" "The seventh Demon King has surrendered to us. If he dies, all the dungeons on the continent will collapse. Please, Master Brave, spare his life." ...My name is Charles, a Brave Warrior summoned to another world by the Saint. Good news: I've successfully bound myself to the Brave Template, and my Brave Talents are refreshed every month. Bad news: I was summoned two years after my death, reduced to a weak and helpless Skeleton Monster. After striving to become stronger, slashing through dungeons, and becoming the strongest Skeleton, I discovered that the Saint had summoned several more human Warriors. Okay, you're trying to compete with me on your KPI, huh? Then roll up! Um, Demon King, don't run, your head will be counted as a hero's achievement! ... This book is also known as "The Hero Is Not Human Anymore!" "Reincarnated Skeleton, Forced Me to Be a Hero?" "Hero, But a Skeleton Monster?" "Saint, Dragon Lady, Witch Lady, Skeletons Can't Fall in Love!"

[Containment Summoning + Cool but Not Brainless + Unlimited Upgrades + Farming Development] (Low Reading Requirements)

When countless travelers are thrown into this plane full of unknowns and opportunities, those who transcend will face different challenges. Here, people can choose their favorite faction and power system - some will join forces with legendary characters to embark on far-reaching voyages, some will command the elf army to conquer the world, and some will uphold destiny and constantly break through their own limits...

When the protagonist awoke from the chaos, he discovered that the highly anticipated and popular factions had already been chosen. Among the few remaining options, his gaze fell on a seemingly insignificant name: the Abnormal Management Bureau.

Only after he made his choice did he realize he started with only a pen, a pad of paper, and the only initially contained species: the Itch Monster?! While others had already mastered mythical beasts, mastered the elements, and roamed the new world, he chose to use words as his sword and rules as his shield, quietly writing the first word on the cover of the anomaly containment report.

No one knows that this seemingly simple beginning is quietly weaving a dream of an end beyond imagination.