"Add some firewood, light a fire, and practice some techniques..." Practice! Practice! Looking at the Eight Trigrams Furnace within his body, Lu Beifeng, having awakened his innate wisdom, decided to continue as a fire-starting apprentice, eking out a living in the herbal medicine shop. The "Martial Pavilion," perched high in the clouds, the martial arts sects ruled by feudal factions, and the demonic monks and evil cultivators lurking in the shadows, wreaking havoc on the world—this world was far too dangerous for someone with his inferior physique! But what if he was a genius with superior physique and ten thousand streams of qi and blood? What if his qi and blood were as strong as nine oxen? Let me refine my qi and blood, my techniques, and so on; I too will become a great figure with qi and blood as powerful as a dragon! One day, Lu Beifeng decided to go out and take a look. A deity descended from the heavens, blocking his path, saying, "Young friend, you have a connection with Buddha!" ​​Lu Beifeng coldly sneered, slowly extending his fist, its color as red as jade: "This punch of mine is empowered by billions of streams of qi and blood." "You! Can you withstand it?"

Full-Time Fanfiction, also known as [Full-Time: Invited to Join the Guild at the Start] (Just kidding)

[No romantic pairing] [Not a wish-fulfillment story] [Slow burn]

This is a personal interest, done out of love. If it doesn't suit your taste, or if you don't like watching it or can't handle angst, please avoid clicking to prevent any unpleasantness. Thank you.

Introduction:

A boy who died of ALS in his previous life wakes up in a new world.

Encountering strange people—robbers, assassins, magicians…

Learn strange and wonderful abilities—"Nen," and all sorts of bizarre "Nen abilities."

Embark on a bizarre adventure—mysteries of your origins, the Hunter Exam, new companions, and a place known as the "New World."

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If you lack strength, you must do your best to become stronger in order to survive.

If power is enough to trample on all laws, then where will the journey lead?

I am Fu Changding. You can call me Lao Fu, Lao Chang, or Lao Ding, whatever you like.

I suddenly transmigrated to a parallel world of global martial arts, merged with another version of myself, and even obtained a negative energy system. I'm very confused now, and I don't know if I've become someone's pawn.

Should we rise up in rebellion and crush the mastermind behind it all, or rely on the advantage of our fully maxed-out Prophet trait and quietly lay low?

I wonder if you could give me some advice? If not, let's just wait and see together!

Keywords: High-level martial arts, Global high-level martial arts, Fang Ping, System, Time travel

Zhang Yuan wakes up to find himself drenched in acid rain from the Warhammer 40K universe. Good news: he's been picked up by a grumbling, down-on-his-luck old merchant ronin who, in his drunken stupor, has changed the name of his family's "empire's strongest financial product"—the Merchant Ronin Agreement—to Zhang Yuan's! Bad news: the Orks are here, and the old man, to cover him, charges into the Orc horde with the "Last Laugh" pistol (the real "Last Laugh"), which has a 30% misfire rate. To save a little kid, Zhang Yuan swings a lightweight alloy door panel—as light as a takeout cooler lid—at the Orks. But to the Orks, it instantly transforms into a "giant sword radiating the holy light of the Second Brother!" The more the Orks fear him, the harder he swings, carving out the title of "Emperor's Chosen" and turning the hive into "Zhang Yuan's Pleasure House" with his worshippers. Until the new planetary governor, rubbing his hands together, packaged him and his two remaining disabled brothers as a "tithing special" and sent them to the Astronomical Army. Upon boarding, the female Inquisitor, who always assigned him "suicidal" missions, unexpectedly found his exposed trade agreement—it appeared to be stained with the Emperor's old nasal blood… no, the Holy Blood Seal! Now, the Inquisitor is frantically running to verify this "noble installment contract." If valid, Zhang Yuan, whom the governor had just thrown onto the battlefield like trash, might soon return to use the Longfellow family's interstellar treasury to buy the governor's golden toilet to use as a chamber pot. "If only I had stuffed in a couple more green toes when it was buy-one-get-two-free…"—a governor, slumped in the rain, was contemplating a cosmic-level financial blunder.

Having acquired the [Sharp Commentary System], the sarcastic commentator Su Mu inadvertently incurred public wrath.

"If you're so good, then you do it!"

Su Mu was furious. "Fine, I'll go then!"

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Extreme laning pressure, unstoppable team fight damage output, all you can do is attack!

Su Mu carried out the fierce energy he had when he was giving his commentary to the fullest extent, and vented it all on his opponent!

He's going to kick the top lane's weak heroes off their god-tier throne!

He wants to make it impossible for the slackers among professional players to continue playing!

Open your eyes wide and see what an aggressive top laner looks like!!!

[Hollow Knight Fanfiction + System + Fantasy + Silksong + Original Content] [Original Maps and Story + Hallownest + Spinning] [On the day I saw my mentor off, I realized 'tradition' was a scam!] Tribal rule: Those who see someone off may not return home. But I saw my mentor disappear down a dead end, leaving me with a question that made it impossible to turn back! Entering the perilous outside world, I learned combat at the cost of my life, seeking answers. Ironthorn Wastes, Ashnest, the Last Court... I grew stronger, attempting to defeat the gods and seal the Void, drawing ever closer to the fallen realm of Hallownest, the kingdom cursed by silk threads – Spinning. Until Bumblebee, a powerful warrior wielding a bone spike, stopped me in my tracks: "Sir, you seem to have come to the wrong place." I unveiled my long-honed nail: "I must know the truth of the world!" This road, with only exits and no entrances, awaits me at the end: the final chapter of my life, or the hidden truth?

After waking up, he found himself transported back to the Conferred Gods, where he became King Zhou, who would eventually burn himself to death. Inside the Nine-Room Hall, Qin Yun felt as though the person he had traveled to wasn't right, and the time he traveled to wasn't right either. He wore a black, long-sleeved royal robe, embroidered with a black bird pattern in gold thread. Someone in the hall shouted, "Your servant, Shang Rong..."

[Primordial Era + Investiture of the Gods + No System] Having transmigrated to the moment after composing a poem at Nuwa's Palace, Yin Shou finds himself as King Zhou. He's a little panicked. Where's the system? Where's the cheat code? This is the Investiture of the Gods; what's the use of diligent governance here? Yin Shou decides to go all out! So what if he's a tyrant? So what if he indulges in wine, women, and extravagance… who doesn't know those? "Su Hu, quickly send Su Daji to Chaoge!" "National Preceptor Shen, I've heard you have wide connections… would you mind introducing me to the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao?" "Grand Tutor, I also want to learn Taoist magic from the Golden Spirit Mother!"… Yin Shou goes further and further down the path of a tyrant, but the fortunes of the Shang Dynasty rise instead of fall. Yin Shou slowly awakens the power of a Human Emperor; a single word can decide life and death, a single utterance can boost fortune, a single decree can bestow the title of God of Humanity! "What happened to being a tyrant… how did I become an eternal Human Emperor?"

Synopsis: [No female lead + comedy + adored by the group + no angst + Wu Erbai's son]

Wu Yu, a model student, thought he could relax after passing the postgraduate entrance exam, but he never expected to be bound to a system after passing the exam.

System: To confirm system binding, please press 1; to not bind, please also press 1.

Wu Yu: Two

System: Get 1 million upon binding

Wu Yu: 111111111

From then on, the academic world lost a little tyrant, and the tomb raiding world gained a second dog.

While cracking sunflower seeds, he watched the blood-soaked corpse chase Wu Xiaogou; he thoughtfully closed the coffin for King Mu of Zhou; and he snatched pocket money from Black Glasses.

The real King Mu of Zhou!

The mystery of the Western Jin Kingdom!

The Queen Mother of the West's Immortality!

Wang Zanghai's scheme!

What's more terrifying than ghosts and gods is the human heart!

Driven by desire, everyone becomes a puppet!

What can truly heal regrets?

After transmigrating to the world of dragons, Zhou Xuan discovered that his Word of Power would refresh every week.

In the first week, Zhou Xuan's Word of Power was number 91: Royal Power, a high-risk Word of Power similar to that of Genjiro, which allowed him to successfully break through the Deadpool's encirclement and escape from the torrential rain on the No. 000 overpass, Odin's Nibelungen, with Chu Zihang.

In the second week, his Word of Power was number 84: Time Zero, which allowed him to experience the power of Jotaro Kujo, who relied on Star Platinum, which could stop time, to sweep through the Ora people.

He then refreshed the Word of Powers such as Kamaitachi, Mingzhao, and Junyan.

Several weeks later, Zhou Xuan prepared to enroll at Kassel College, but looked troubled when facing the professors.

“Zhou Xuan, your bloodline is exceptionally superior. Now, please demonstrate your Word of Power.”

"I'm afraid I can't demonstrate that; the power of my Words of Power is a little bit too great."

"It's alright! We are professors from Kassel College. We've seen all sorts of things. Just use your Word of Power."

Fine, since you put it that way, then I have no choice.

Zhou Xuan silently activated his Word of Power for the week.

Serial number 114: Zhulong.

The same kind of incantation used by the Lord of Bronze and Fire, it is said to be able to boil the Yangtze River...