I can't sign, I really can't sign!"

In the corner, Yin Lan was holding a roll of marriage registration forms from all over the world, squatting with her knees hugged and trembling.

"I once had a life that exuded the fragrance of being single, but I didn't cherish it. It's not until now that I'm entangled in love that I regret it."

"Signing one will mean a world war, not signing is a scumbag, signing both is a dead scumbag, if you delay for too long, you might even be divided into five equal parts by them."

He raised his eyes to look at the golden king in front of him, and under the urging of the desire to survive, the flame of gay love gradually ignited in his lifeless eyes.

"Ji, Jill, how about the two of us..."

"Get out!"

Chen Yanlong, a retired special soldier and web writer, traveled to become the head of the Third Reich at the end of 2017. Let's see how he led the retreating German army. In 1943, he turned bad things into good things and re-established A peaceful and prosperous country, benefiting the people.

A butterfly flapping its wings in the Gulf of Mexico may cause a hurricane in North America.

This is the so-called butterfly effect. Then, a military history enthusiast was strangely born in France in the late 18th and early 19th centuries.

What effect would that cause? The powerful British Empire naval fleet was wiped out in front of him, and the ferocious Cossack cavalry trembled in front of him...

This book is purely fictional, please do not compare it with real history!

(I sincerely ask every friend who reads the book to help collect it, thank you!)

[Middle Ages, lords, alien races, gods, pirates...]

As a bandit leader, Lin En had no obligation to change this era.

But he unexpectedly got a baron's commission and became a fake lord.

Farming, road construction, mining, steelmaking, recruiting followers... Build a territory and a strong army that transcends the times!

Sorry, I'm not a lord, but I want to blow up this ignorant and backward lord era.

“The Black Wings have left their mark on my body, and I am able to raise their followers. From now on, crows will always be by my side. Their strength grows day by day, and I will rise higher and higher with them.” -

"To the Black Feathered Hour" by Anonymous

...

After traveling to Britain in the late 19th century, it seems that I have gained the ability to enslave crows, and the stronger the crows are, the more powerful I am!

Wait, this isn't Daying?

magic? What kind of unscientific stuff is this? Vampire, werewolf? What kind of fantasy stuff is this?

Forget it, does this prevent me from opening a detective agency?

The beautiful British-style detective is here! Get out of the way!

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※No male protagonist, female protagonist warning; some coc and Wod worldviews are integrated, mainly made up by me.

Eros traveled to ancient Greece and became a beautiful shepherd boy. He

lived a life with no worries about food and clothing, but he was a little too lonely.

Until one day, he met a beautiful girl by the river who was very attracted to him in terms of both appearance and personality.

Sparks of love quickly flew between the two.

After a close call, the Queen Hera suddenly appeared in front of Eros.

"Who are you?"

The beautiful girl in his arms answered his question.

"She is the Queen Hera."

Eros was shocked and asked hurriedly:

"Then are you the goddess of youth Hebe? Or which goddess?"

"No."

The girl smiled slightly.

"I am the king of gods Zeus, are you interested in being a queen?"

No buddy, I really have nothing to do with the witch sect.

Yes, it's true that I'm an assassin, and it's also true that I used to be a man, but I really didn't drink the "witch" potion on purpose - no, no one forced me to drink it, and I don't want to change. The potion was snatched from the mouth of a member of the Witch Cult. How would I know that the promotion of "Instigator" would have such an effect?

Mr. Colonel, please believe me, I have lived an upright life. Money, status, honor...which one was not earned by my own hard work? Who doesn't know that I have done good for the kingdom? Let me see the king! I was awarded the title by the wise King George III himself.

Oh no, you are prejudiced. I didn't bewitch the king, I didn't make any deals, that's what witches do, I'm an upright female knight -

ah? !

What does "As long as I am willing to be your personal maid, you will let me go" mean?

Fuck you!

I'd better send you to the Kingdom of Storms to reunite with your mother!

…………

Accidentally taking a "witch" potion and turning into a petite loli? It was just a little bit of hardship, but it was not enough to erase Chloe's ambition to achieve success and realize class advancement.

However, in the swirling tide of the times, how can this be easy?

The Eighth Bureau, the Steam Church, the royal conspiracy, the forces are complicated; the revival of the ancient gods, the industrial revolution, the world war, the road ahead is difficult. The steel jungle is filled with steam and fog. Only with a sharp blade in hand can you break the web of fate and compose a glorious legacy.

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Weird fan fiction, single, no CP, no ambiguity, not traveling through a book.

In the world of magic and fighting, the goblins rise up with the help of super-large combat mechas!

All ethnic groups rushed to follow suit, and wars continued!

However, the natives of the alien world were blinded by the aesthetics of violence!

Now! Future!

Let me teach you what kind of mecha represents the romance of men!

Let me teach you what kind of advancement is the torrent of steel!

Let me teach you what weapons are a nuclear deterrent!

Let me alone!

Let me teach you! What is an air-to-ground cluster offensive, an all-round strike by land, sea and air! !

Gentlemen!

I like war!

But what I like more is to end war with war and unify the world for thousands of years in a prosperous future!

Unify all nations and subdue all races!

The world will be united, forever and ever!

After waking up, Xikun became Theon Greyjoy, the hostage of the North.

Fortunately, the plot has not yet begun, and the king's family has not yet visited the North.

Just when Theon was recalling the plot, the system awakened and took away all the gods in the world, and sent Theon a novice gift pack.

Theon looked at the novice gift pack, touched his chin and fell into deep thought...

(Xiaobai Wudi's article, easy, relaxing, and light rhythm)