Before my eyes, pear blossoms were fluttering in the air around the palace, but what was completely out of place in this dreamlike palace was the extremely cold atmosphere inside.

A man knelt inside the hall, wearing silver armor of indistinguishable material, his head bowed so his features were obscured.

"Supervisor, do you have anything to say about your dereliction of duty?" The woman's expression was cold, her tone unwavering. A cat hid behind her, its glassy eyes revealing a human-like worry and guilt.

"No."

The woman nodded, and with a single sentence, she decided the fate of the supervising soldier: "The divine general supervising soldier has neglected his post and has been demoted to the mortal realm to undergo a hundred lifetimes of tribulations. Only after completing these tribulations can he return to the heavens."

"I will obey Your Majesty's command."

The woman raised her hand and waved it, and the man disappeared from her sight.

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed in brocade robes rushed into the hall: "Where is the supervisor!"

The woman's answer was concise: "To undergo tribulation in the mortal realm."

"Is this the overseer's fault? It was clearly your cat who was playing around and ran to the border, and was so stupid as to fall into the spatial rift! How can you blame anyone else? It was the overseer who rescued your cat!"

The cat could only try to minimize her presence. Her male owner had always disliked her, and whenever she was mentioned, his words were full of disgust.

But when she thought about how it was indeed her fault this time, she couldn't help but cautiously suggest, "Um... can I apply to accompany the supervisor through the tribulation?"

"My name is Roach. I'm not a horse, nor am I a carrot. I

'm currently in pieces (literally), but since I've been put back together, I can be considered alive.

I don't have any special hobbies, nor do I have any special interpersonal relationships. By local standards, even if I'm not illiterate, I can be considered illiterate.

My main daily tasks are fishing, making soup, chopping wood, and feeding horses.

I haven't traveled around the world. You asked me what my main job is? Probably pets.

What are I good at? It seems that I'm not particularly good at anything. If I have to say, it's probably courting death.

If I have to say, I'm quite confident in my appearance because the witch praised me for being cute."

The man, with scars left by healed wounds on his face, smiled like a child as if he had just emerged from a hellish battlefield, and raised the axe in front of him.

Some consider this place hell, but I say it's heaven: you want love, you want respect, you want revenge, you want your name engraved on a disk and spread across the internet, you want to become a unique legend, you want your dreams to come true—all of this can be achieved here... as long as you have money—or more accurately: as long as you're not a real coward. Bullets loaded, weapon gripped tightly, a fire burned fiercely within Tang Lie.

"Tell me, when faced with an opportunity to rise to the top in one step, can those who consider themselves noble still uphold their principles?" Having accomplished the feat of conquering the world, Caesar, feeling no joy, decided to embark on a mad game. "Really? I can get ten thousand gold just by killing my wife?" "Isn't it just indulging in lust with that dragon? Watch me!" "Summon... what is a plague? Summon one!" Add a little desire, add two spoonfuls of reward, sow the seeds of madness, and reap the fruits of chaos. As the world crumbled, Caesar finally kissed the lips of pleasure. Those who still retained their reason resolved to rebel, but before that absolutely overwhelming emperor, they clearly needed a savior! ...Lancelot: "You mean, my enemy is someone with super strength..."

"That night, the princess was stuck against the wall, and I pulled her out. She then offered to nourish me with elixirs..."

"You agree?"

"How could that be! I, Ding Sui'an, a dignified seven-foot man, would never sell myself for a few pills!" Ding Sui'an took out a Gathering Pill from his pocket and put it in his mouth, saying righteously, "Self-reliance and self-improvement are my bottom line as a person!"

"Then where did you get this Gathering Pill?"

"After countless hours of deduction, we've finally found the only one who can save the world!" "Great! Where is he now?" "Manchester, running a trading company." "That world-renowned pioneering city? No wonder, he must be working tirelessly for the fate of humanity!" "No... his main business is fleecing various powerful forces, and incidentally, recruiting their elite talent as employees, then fleecing even more." "Huh?"... This is the Victorian era, a time of unprecedented prosperity for steam civilization. Difference engines transmit divine whispers, heraldic magic and mobile armor intertwine across this land. The Holy Flame Church, the Mystic Society, the Clock Tower, the Golden Dawn, the End-Man Association... various powerful forces engage in open and covert struggles, vying for the lost legacy of the divine age. Rean arrives in Manchester, to uncover his brother's...

The low rating is because it's newly released. I'd appreciate book reviews, thank you!

Yi Xiu → Nian Shilan ← An Lingrong, the jealous king of Xiu Bird.

[Rebirth + System + Comedy + Pampered by the Group + Happy Ending for All + Plenty of Sweet Romance]

All the splendor was for naught; Nian Shilan understood too late.

Reborn, the system forces her to warm up two ice holes.

Nian Shilan: Warm it up? Sure, then she'll light the fire herself!

The armor lightly brushed against An Lingrong's cheek, "Why are you trembling, little quail? Do you think I'd eat you?"

“Sister,” the usually timid and innocent girl said, taking the initiative, “as long as I can gain your pity, I would not mind dying.”

"Nian Shilan!" Yixiu pressed closer, "Does this cat dare to extend its claws to other sparrows? Come here, I... will take good care of you."

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[Bird Huayi's age settings are 16, 26, and 36 respectively]

Huayi and Yi finally became a couple, but the little bird is still a younger sister~ Enter at your own risk if you mind!

My soul soared into the void, entering the vast world of the Investiture of the Gods. Eight hundred lords vied for the universe, and those destined for the Investiture of the Gods were among them; my name is Song Feng, my father is an extraordinary man; my uncle is Jiang Shang, courtesy name Ziya, also known as Flying Bear; wielding a golden whip, I control the Investiture of the Gods, and though the stars of the heavens are numerous and the gods and men are countless, I too will not lose my divine position.

Yi Jizhong travels back to 1958, where his mother tells him before she dies that his father is still alive.

Yi Jizhong came to the capital to find his father, but he never expected that he would be in a world of courtyard houses, and that his father was Yi Zhonghai, the Moral Celestial Venerable.

From then on, there was one more person in the courtyard who acted arrogantly and domineeringly.

In the late Ming Dynasty, Spain and Japan gradually restricted the outflow of silver, reversing the capital inflow that had been flowing into the Ming Dynasty since the early 16th century. The coexisting commodity economy and small-scale peasant economy of the Ming Dynasty simultaneously suffered from deflation. Coupled with the effects of the Little Ice Age, one domino after another fell in this chaotic era. In November of the sixth year of the Chongzhen Emperor's reign, bandits crossed the Yangtze River from Mianchi, their forces erupting like a festering sore, sweeping across the Central Plains. In the seventh year of Chongzhen's reign, the Later Jin army, which had ravaged the north for over a decade, swept through Xuanfu and Datong as if they were nothing. The Ming Dynasty, which had stood for nearly three hundred years, was teetering on the brink of collapse. The protagonist arrives at this time, becoming a lowly constable in Tongcheng County, Southern Zhili. The story begins with a dead rat leaping into the air.