Thick fog hangs over the airport, international flights are delayed, and an ace agent from the Space Survey Agency navigates a polar vortex. Enduring severe turbulence, his passport expires, and his luggage is lost, he finds his own body on the baggage carousel, clutching the pendant of his ex-girlfriend, whom he had just met thousands of miles away in New York City. On the tarmac, at the airport control tower, in the cockpit, in the first-class cabin, even on communications satellites... Mysteries unfold in every corner of the sky and on the ground. Who is behind this? Under the vast sky, when will the mystery lift?

For some reason, Pegasus Yakou traveled to the world of Yu-Gi-Oh and became a card issuance consultant for the International Illusion Society. Use the development ideas of the previous life Yu-Gi-Oh to pave the way for the development of duel monster cards in this world. The matter of rarity is left to different rarities. As a consultant for fair card battle games, I must try my best to ensure that everyone has something to read and everyone has something to play. what? Darzi, the name of the card you use is Oriha Gang's enchantment? It seems that our company has never issued such a card, right? Use DIY cards to play against each other. As a referee, I will now give you an overall verdict. If you have any objections to the ruling, you are welcome to come to the International Illusion Society Referee Management Office during working hours to complain to me.

A reborn young master, Confucius is in his prime, Yanzi is old and frail, Sun Tzu's military treatise is unfinished, and the powerful state of Jin is on the verge of collapse due to the infighting among the ministers... As a son, his courage surpasses all others. One day, he avenges his father, and the world is shaken—this is enough for a true man.

At this moment, I gaze upon the lush reeds, wondering where my beloved is amidst the autumn waters. In the mulberry grove by the city corner, a quiet maiden hesitates, while the ospreys cry. A gentleman seeks her out—what more could a good man ask for?

In this era of great contention, when the world is vying for supremacy, and Qing Ji is still alive, what will become of the world?

In the middle of the 21st century, a meaningful message brought mankind to an unknown territory-the Boundary Convention: unknown purpose, unknown source, what kind of crazy extraterrestrial invasion? Or is it an attempt to cover up between major powers?

Since then, earth-shaking changes have taken place on the earth, rising sea levels compress the living space of human beings, and the weird body decomposition makes the only human beings face the crisis of genocide... Everything seems to indicate that human beings will eventually be bound by gravity Live alone, die alone.

More and more things with visions squeezed into this tiny planet from unheard of places. Supporters, opponents, and human beings with their own ulterior motives also began to make enemies in private for their own ideas.

A woman in an oil painting seems to be the key to everything. She makes people crazy but also gives people hope... Can men and women on the pioneers still smile?

Traveling back to the Northern Song Dynasty, he became Wu Song, and from then on he unfolded a magnificent fairy tale landscape.

One hundred and eight demons reincarnated and caused chaos;

The spirit of the true dragon is torn apart, and the Song and Yuan Dynasties are fighting;

The Xianmen and the Hiddenmen appeared one after another to control the court;

Confucianism, Taoism, Law, and Buddhism are all yin and yang, and a hundred schools of thought contend:

Taoist priests who guard the dragon veins, demons who escape from control, monks who guard the destiny of the country, warlocks who kill invisible people, low-level sects, secret successors who control machine beasts, Meng Yuan warships sailing into the sea...

A different world of immortals and heroes...

Seek your own path, keep searching, and you'll find the way of humanity. Water and mountains may be crossed, but the path remains. May Heaven never grow old, and may my hometown forever be well. I see only green mountains, yet everywhere they are pierced by rain and wind. The road to my hometown seems endless. The Way of the Taoist, the Way of the Gods—I seek the way of humanity myself. Demons and monsters all claim to be good, but the winds howl and thunder roars, heaven and earth waile and ghosts cry. Why has the once beautiful land become a sea of ​​blood? The road to my hometown seems like a road of no return. I ask humanity, where can I find the Way? (Although this has been used before, I'll still use it to feel appropriate.)

Transmigrating to a primitive era, Jiang Ze gained a special ability to make contracts with all things: contracting a young beast grants him a mount with limitless potential; contracting an ancient tree brings allies throughout the forest; contracting a volcano turns all enemies to ashes when its lava erupts! Under Jiang Ze's leadership, a small tribe rapidly rises from the wilderness until it becomes invincible…