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I am an Ashen One who awakened in the Undead Asylum, on the continent of Loran, where the cycle of rekindling the Flame has begun. Now, the Flame is weakening, the world is crumbling, and the hope of rekindling the Flame is fading. I unexpectedly obtained the Eye of the Ashen One, which can recall soul memories, analyze energy, and trigger prophecies of the end. With this ability, I see the true nature of the First Flame and see through the conspiracies of all sides. While others are lost in the struggle to rekindle the Flame, I possess more truth. Ultimately, I will break the cycle of reincarnation, reshape the rules of the world, and become the true ruler.

[Warhammer 40,000: The Merchant Ronin Fanfiction] [No System] [Loyal and Unorthodox] [Harem] [Growth] [Multiple Perspectives] [Entire Group]

When Wang Yunfei, a seriously ill patient, closed his eyes, he woke up in the world of Warhammer 40K.

This is a hive world not far from the Colonus Expansion Zone in the Calissis Star Sector of the Hazy Starfield. The original owner of the noble family, a transmigrator, is surprised to find that he has become the experimental subject of a certain wandering technological heretic.

Having passed the forbidden ritual, he gained a witty personality and the ability to genetically mimic others. But his immediate priority is to escape from the clutches of the motorgirl and then get on board the ship of the merchant ronin, Theodora, to take up his post.

[Claude Frye is also Cloud Fly, Brother Yunfei, how have you been? King, Little Wang... uh, Jin, right... not bad either.]

Wait, why does your surname end with Von Valancius?

[Act first, report later—it's an imperial decree, so what? What the chartered captain can handle, I'll handle; what he can't, I'll handle even more.]

【Ageta, no, Brother Jie, could you possibly make an exception for this alien technology matter?】

【Eh, I really don't know this, explain... a Szalak-brand space necromancer command vehicle! Jai, you're my Jai-ge!】

【Oh, so you like SM too ❤ No, I meant Space Marine, what are you talking about?】

[June 28th, I time-traveled.] [July 1st, I disguised myself as a kingdom agent and fooled the sheriff, sentence +10 years] [July 18th, I forged an identity to cross the border and incidentally killed the border guard, sentence +80 years] [August 2nd, I started brewing and selling bootlegging, and had eight fights with local thugs in one day. The Night Shift Chief was furious, sentence +50 years] [August 21st, I changed my identity and joined the Night Shift Bureau, altered my file, sentence -140 years] [September 3rd, I was discovered altering the file, sentence +500 years!] [December 25th, I ignited the flames of Reforging Fala City, sentence... +40k years, haha]... [July 7th, I am the Night Shift Chief now, sentence permanently reset to zero]... [December 12th, these files need a name change, how about the Regent's Memoirs?]... [June 28th, it's time...]

In the Great Pirate Era, heroes rise, and the weak have no choice. Rein, a young executioner from Loguetown, has hands stained with blood, his path shrouded in darkness. Until he discovers that by judging evil, he can plunder its power. From then on, the physique of the strong becomes his foundation; the skill of a swordsman becomes his blade; the Haki of a king becomes his crown. And their sins become the points he can exchange for all the miracles of the world. A new legend begins with the fall of another. When Rein personally "judges" the "Pirate King" who ushered in an era, starting with the king's "legacy," he wanders the dark side of the world to mend those destined regrets—protecting the last embers of civilization amidst the towering flames of Ohara; liberating the imprisoned Tai... in the cold shadows of Mary Geoise.

Transcending into the Warhammer world. The Middle Ages are a chaotic wasteland, with the shadow of eternal destruction looming over all timelines. The end is nigh, and the grand game of the Chaos Gods unfolds in the Middle Ages. Carrying a simulator, when faced with the choice between becoming Primal Chaos and the Watchers of Order, will you destroy or save the world? In the 40th millennium of Warhammer, endless war engulfs the entire galaxy. The Emperor is long gone, buried on the Golden Throne. The Astragalus and Astartes have paid a heavy price; even the Primarch's return cannot halt the Imperium's despair. The edifice is crumbling, and the Dark Lord is about to rise from the throne. A decisive outcome will change everything, ensuring humanity's glory endures. Conquer or destroy the Xenomorphs, only in the name of Primal Chaos, in the sight of the gods.

The souls of all humanity were extracted and transformed into "apprentice deities," descending into independent "divine kingdoms" across different planes. Each divine kingdom initially began as a desolate wasteland, with only a single "divine core" at its center. To gain power, one must cultivate followers. However, the followers in this world are not human, but rather a group of "miniature behemoths" evolving from scratch. The protagonist, Chen Nian, a history student, possesses the cheat ability of an "oracle editor," which allows him to issue specific and understandable oracles to his behemoth followers and accelerate their evolutionary process.

I unexpectedly traveled to the late Eastern Han Dynasty, but... why is this so different from the history books? Back then, the Han Dynasty was a land of galloping horses and cavalry on the grasslands, haunted by ghostly figures at midnight; serpent monsters lurked in deep pools, and fox spirits roamed the mountains; powerful families monopolized magic, and the Han emperor and princes transformed into dragons. Ten thousand demons, all carrying Han Dynasty green cards, proclaimed how powerful their empire was. Millions of people donned yellow turbans, wielding thunder and lightning, calling themselves the Thunder Warriors of the Yellow Heaven, and establishing thirty-six war generals across the nine provinces to lead the Yellow Turban Rebellion. From the Taihang Mountains to the seven commanderies of Jingzhou, they caused rivers to boil, destroyed cities, and set the empire ablaze. I wonder if half of the war generals will betray the Yellow Heaven someday. Okay, a little strange is a little strange, but... why are all these renowned figures from the late Han and Three Kingdoms periods all women?

With the Book of Good and Evil in one hand and Zai Zai in the other, Mi Bayue declared that anyone who wanted to save the world could do it, and anyone who dared to ask them to sacrifice themselves would be sacrificed to the heavens first.

Half a year after her time travel, Mi Bayue was informed of her husband's death by her housekeeper and received an inheritance she had never seen before. Only then did she realize that she had always thought she had transmigrated to ancient times to farm, but in reality, she was in a world of gods, ghosts, and the supernatural.

The baby she raised for half a year is a future savior who will sacrifice himself to save the world. As the mother of the future savior, she has to sacrifice herself for love at the very beginning of the story.

Is it better to die as a human, or to roam freely as a god? Is there even a need to consider this?

Flame Ability VS God-like Physique

When faced with such an option, most people would choose the latter.

After all, the physique of a god among mortals includes superhuman abilities such as a body of steel, super strength, super flight, super speed, and laser eyes.

When faced with this choice, Zhao Zheng, who had been transported to a bizarre world, did not hesitate to choose "2".

Unexpectedly, this move has caused shock and confusion among countless people.

"He chose the 'most useless' physique instead of fire-based abilities? Is he an idiot?"

"Hilarious! The so-called god among men is nothing but a piece of trash with no substance, and yet people actually fall for it?"

"In terms of stupidity, I would call him the greatest in history!"

The world has long lost its sunlight, and terrifying, bizarre monsters roam everywhere, making it a place fraught with danger.

The most powerful superhuman physique is considered a useless talent by the world because of the lack of sunlight??

After understanding this, Zhao Zheng immediately smiled.

No sunshine? You can rub it by hand!

"Also, don't laugh yet, I don't eat beef!"

P.S.: Purely original urban setting, no reading difficulties whatsoever!