As a pure-blooded dragon that is extremely rare but powerful and one of the three strongest species in the box garden, Su Nian has this lofty ideal.

That is to establish your own group of gods and create your own mythology.

But I don’t know why, this process is always full of surprises...

Boshizun: Damn it, don’t use my computing power for this kind of thing!

Toyokawa Shoko: Damn it, the band disbandment tax is still chasing me! !

Huangpizi: I absolutely do not accept these unofficial histories! No, this is simply history!

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"I haven't done anything wrong, so why do people always say I'm the biggest problem child?"

Su Nian was indignant.

"Yeah, why is that? It's really hard to guess."

Athena was thinking as she watched herself being forcibly pushed to the throne of the fourth generation Greek God King by a group of unidentified Saints.

He was thinking about how much strength he would need to use to knock Su Nian unconscious to the ground, so that he would lose all the strength and means to escape and be locked up in the basement.

[A 1.5 million-word masterpiece has been completed. The character is guaranteed, so please feel free to follow it.]

(The author wrote this for fun. It was inspired by a rage after eating a stone in other pre-Civilization fanfiction. And although this book is a pre-Civilization fanfiction, there is no yuri, no yuri, no yuri. The author himself hates yuri!)

A paranoid and arrogant time traveler, guided by a higher-dimensional will (the author), embarks on a journey to save the world in order to return home. He hates the tone of this world and everything in it, and scoffs at the idea that love can save everything. However, in order to return home and save the world, he is willing to give everything he has.

Maybe it's a multi-heroine romance? Probably. I wrote it with a magic tool, so don't expect it to be too logical.

Lu Nan transmigrated, becoming a nobleman—though his territory was so small it couldn't even be found on a map, and his debts were enough to crush a demon. Just when he thought his life in this other world would be a choice between "bankruptcy" and "being stripped of his title," he picked up… well, or rather, was "picked up" by a girl? This girl, who called herself the "Book Witch," was incredibly knowledgeable but had zero common sense, possessed explosive combat power but was too lazy to fight, and her greatest hobby was immersing herself in piles of books, and she justifiably treated Lu Nan as her "personal mobile bookshelf and meal ticket."

“Lunan, Chapter Thirteen, Section Four of this book mentions a solution to your territory’s predicament, but the book is too heavy. Could you bring it to me?”

"Lunan, a monster? Wait, let me check which bestiary contains information about this kind of monster's weaknesses..."

Thus, Lu Nan's adventure began with becoming a page to the witch! While paying off his debts and searching for treasure, he also had to replenish the "new books" for this living library.

This is a lighthearted (?) adventure story about a young nobleman and a knowledgeable witch who travel to another world together, using "books" and "wisdom" (and a tiny bit of martial arts) to explore!

A virtual reality game based on the Warhammer Universe, boasting a high degree of freedom and incorporating multiple well-known IPs, has become a viral sensation online. Dutch, drawn by its popularity, has also become a player. Little does he know, the game has just begun, and he has already been transported to the real Warhammer Universe, becoming the sole player. Guilliman: Dutch is an excellent warrior, but he doesn't like to listen to people. Every time I give him a mission, he skips it. Talassien: I'm curious how he manages to break stars into blocks. Tau: For that guy, physics doesn't exist. Khorne: That bastard built a giant pillar, saying he'd use it to break me. Nurgle: He kidnapped my children, washed them clean, and that humiliation fills me with grief and anger. Tzeentch: All changes are part of destiny, but that bastard shattered destiny. Slaanesh: Actually, I've already corrupted Dutch, but I dare not tell him. ...Dutch: Forgot the beginning, forgot the end, anyway, let the warp burn. Emperor: Support, 666.

Fang Jin transmigrated to a world of immortals and heroes, a world teeming with mountain spirits, monsters, ghosts, foxes, and demonic beasts. The Immortal Alliance stipulated that those seeking immortality must first pass the Daoist examination and serve as an immortal official for three years before being qualified to enter the various sects and academies to continue their cultivation. Desperate for immortality, Fang Jin, having transmigrated, had no choice but to take the Daoist examination within this system. Due to low aptitude and a lack of cultivation resources, Fang Jin spent forty years taking the exam. Finally, at the age of fifty-one, he passed and unexpectedly awakened a game panel. From then on, everything Fang Jin did had a chance to trigger quests and awaken professional talents. [Painter's skills upgraded to minor mastery] [Achieved talent: Microscopic Eyes] [Qingping Sword Technique and Martial Arts profession upgraded to perfection, unlocking new profession: Sword Immortal]... Initially, Fang Jin's pursuit of immortality was merely a desire to live a few more years. Later, when he discovered that those demonic beasts and monsters all had health bars above their heads, his mindset completely changed. Unbeknownst to him, he had become the only player in this world of immortals and heroes.

I wish to roam freely between heaven and earth, seeking the path to immortality and liberation.

For a thousand autumns and ten thousand years, the sun and moon shine eternally; the universe remains, and the great Dao remains empty.

Looking at the myriad phenomena of the world, only immortals live carefree and without worry.

Ask the heavens and earth about the great way, where can one find eternal life and where can one return to one's origin?

Of the three thousand paths, I am the peak!

(Book club: 1036947606, just reply with the book title that needs no introduction)

Box, but computer case.

Zhou Xiao received a mini computer case that allows him to look down into another world from the computer window.

Any file on your computer can be dragged into that world and become a physical entity.

And any offering from that world can be returned to reality.

On the first day, he laid down the World Tree of the Night Elves and embraced his followers.

The next day, he dragged in the classic Chomper Nut wall to defend his home.

On the fifth day, he copied the Khorne Legion of the Chaos Blood God and destroyed the kingdom.

On the tenth day, he introduced the model of natural disasters to confront the gods, established a vast empire that dominated the oceans, and was known as the ancient god.

He brought the power of another world back to reality.

Wherever his will reaches, both realms submit to it.

[Mortal Flow][No System] This story differs from traditional Xianxia (fantasy/martial arts) writing styles. If you dislike this, please do not read.

That year, a seven-year-old boy took his younger sister into the world of cultivation, and then, everyone who cultivated went mad!

When you embark on your journey to cultivate immortality, your talent, the treasures you possess, and the opportunities you have are all irrelevant. But you must remember, there is one person you absolutely cannot provoke.

Although this person is not a cultivator.

But his blade is faster than light, so fast that you don't even have time to mobilize your spiritual power.

His punches are heavier than the sky, heavy enough to stop the world from spinning with a single blow.

His mouth is even more vulgar than mine, so vulgar that it can make the scorching sun weep and the bright moon burn.

Who is he? He is a handsome young man who has no talent for cultivating immortality but practices martial arts in the world of cultivation.

Years later, a group of big shots in the cultivation world asked him, "Lin, handsome guy, why did you, a martial artist, have to go to the cultivation world?"

The boy replied with a grin, "I just don't have the talent for cultivating immortality, but I love playing around in the cultivation world. Everyone there is so talented, they speak so nicely, and they have all sorts of fancy special talents. Oh, I love it there."

The powerful cultivators collectively despaired: "You like it? You like that you wielded a sword and cleaved half the cultivation world in two?"

Traveling through time and becoming a beautiful girl is nothing special.

But there is something wrong with Ye Qian's ability.

She can multiply continuously.

Just like drawing cards, more and more beautiful girls' bodies of various kinds keep appearing, and each one is controlled by herself.

Kill monsters, upgrade and get equipment, gain powerful strength, and breed more girls.

Then girls multiply more girls...

Lolita, girls, mature women, white silk and black silk...

Too many, can't fit in (crossed out)

Can't I stick with myself?

Or let people have a taste of the horror of being targeted by the beautiful girl organization?

"However... my good brother doesn't seem to know that I have transformed, and she still wants to pursue my clone."

Humph, stop dreaming.

PS: Transformation, Orange.

"You are nothing but the offspring of an evil god! Our allied forces have decided to annihilate you!" Without the approval of the Temple of the Benevolent God, the royal family of the Kingdom of Nesery was unjustly accused by the allied forces, based solely on rumors and history. As the youngest daughter of the Imperius royal family, Maginus Imperius watched helplessly as her home was destroyed and her family scattered and fled. Before she could even grieve, believing she had escaped, she was betrayed by the person she trusted most and died in the graveyard. Anger, resentment, sorrow… murderous intent, fear, tyranny… When the girl awoke again in the graveyard, she discovered that she had inexplicably traded magic and magical knowledge for life, but even so, being resurrected was enough to make her weep with joy. But what the girl didn't know was that for her, whose kingdom was destroyed and whose family perished, misfortune was far from over. Her only surviving brother died before her eyes; the corpses of her parents and siblings hung on the city walls; she eked out a living like a rat in the sewers… In this chaotic era, the girl, fallen from grace, could only take up her sword and forge a path of blood and fire that belonged to her alone. And at the end of this path lay eternal glory.