Mu Zian's soul was reborn as the son of the Duke of Dali.

In his previous life, he was willing to sacrifice himself for love and be a bootlicker.

However, what I got in return was a ruthless rejection.

Lu Yunxue: Accepting your gift doesn’t mean I agree to be with you.

In anger, the decision-making system is triggered.

Choice 1: Suffer in silence, silently sacrifice for love, and be rewarded with a green hat that will be passed down from generation to generation.

Choice 2: Fight back directly and end all ties. Reward: The power of a tiger, a punch that packs a punch of ten thousand pounds.

Mu Zian decisively tore up the marriage certificate in the street.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for making his choice! Gained: Tiger Power, a punch weighing ten thousand pounds."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for making his choice! Summoning Jia Xu, the most ruthless warrior in the Three Kingdoms."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for making his choice! Summon the ever-victorious general Zhao Yun from the Three Kingdoms!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for making his choice...

[System space + womb travel + awakening memory + traveling through a book + tearing apart stepmother and stepsister + never torturing the heroine] Chen Qingyi has lived in the Big Pigpen Brigade for more than ten years. One day, she fell into the water and awakened her memories of her past life. Only then did she realize that she was a cannon fodder in the book.

My biological father is a complete jerk, and two months later, he wants a divorce in a letter. I want to marry my white moonlight? Sure, we have to divide the family property first. Give me all the property! If you don't give it to me? Then I'll sharpen my knife in the middle of the night!

After the successful division of the family, I went to live with my scumbag dad with my bag. I wanted to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks every day, and wear bras and small leather shoes. If he didn’t give them to me, I would cry and make my stepmother mad!

If you want me to leave, fine, but do you have to find me a job? And do you have to pay me child support?

Mother: I knew my daughter wouldn’t suffer any loss. As for that Chen Shimei, haha, she was very happy that someone collected her junk, but it was useless.

Chen Qingyi said that her biological father also made some contributions.

A thunderbolt hit her head. She was dressed as an old country woman. She was forced to pay debts as soon as she opened her eyes. Looking at her eldest sons waiting eagerly for her to make the decision, Bai Yunxi wished she could die all over again.

From a blue-tiled house to a crumbling shack, Bai Yunxi gritted his teeth and picked up a rolling pin as he looked at the house that was leaking from all sides. He clearly assigned his sons to those who worked and those who worked.

Who dared to If you are lazy, you will be kicked out of the house. And as an old lady… Bah, as the supreme commander of the family, if she couldn’t live a good life, she might as well stifle herself with a rolling pin.

Also known as Li Laifu's Happy Life, those who like a slow pace can come and have a look, full of details of family life, (no violence, space, funny) Li Laifu traveled to No. 88 Nanluoguxiang? Although it is not far from the famous No. 95 Courtyard, he doesn't even have time to take a look, because he is too busy, busy being loved by grandparents, busy being loved by uncles and aunts, busy being the elder in the village, busy learning the ways of the world from the uncles, busy loving his sister, when he is not busy, he is watching other people's jokes or getting angry at others.

Tags

Transmigration, Humor, Space, Vietnam

If you were reborn, what would you most want to do?

Gao Mingcheng thought about it carefully and felt that it was better to have a wife and children and a warm bed!

A young and beautiful wife must not be worn out by the hard life.

The silent and introverted eldest son must be well cultivated since childhood.

As for the younger son who has gone astray, hehe, the package of teaching you how to be a man is online, which includes: scales all over the body, skin torn and flesh torn, and bloody head.

As for money...

I am not interested in money. I made enough in my last life. In this life, I just want to be content with a small fortune and live a leisurely life!

Zhao Ding suddenly transmigrated to the Great Qian Dynasty, becoming the border-guarding Prince of Yan. With no grand ambitions, he had no desire to dominate the world or become emperor—fearing an early death, he only wanted to live freely as a local ruler in his fiefdom. His days were spent leisurely walking his dogs, tending to flowers, teasing maids, and casually inventing repeating crossbows and divine cannons for self-defense. While he sent memorials to the court feigning poverty, he secretly developed his territory.

And so, eight years later...

Beyond the Great Qian border, watchtowers rose from the ground, divine cannons lined the city walls, and a 30-meter-high concrete fortification stood tall. A wartime thoroughfare wide enough for eight carriages side by side stretched below, with countless hidden networks weaving beneath.

Before anyone realized it, his fiefdom had become an impenetrable fortress.

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Domination, Transmigration, Emperor

Interviewer: “Mr. Brad, I hear you were quite the force in the boxing ring?”

Richard Brad: “That’s right. Just clinched the championship belt.”

Interviewer: “Impressive! But what made you switch from boxing to acting?”

Richard Brad: [chuckles lightly] “Well… a lot of people kept telling me I had the kind of face that belonged on the big screen. Said it’d be a waste if I didn’t try acting. I gave it some thought, and you know what? They had a point. I mean, when you’ve got a face this high-definition, it’d be a crime not to put it to good use.”

From the boxing ring to Hollywood, from champion fighter to award-winning actor, from a nobody to a tycoon—Richard Brad has always believed in one thing:

Good-looking people are never short on luck.

(Set in the American entertainment world, 1990s era, slice-of-life style—fellow enthusiasts welcome!)

Martin is a succubus who was shot dead by an arrow from the sun god during the battle between gods and demons. Martin is a PhD in literature and a senior film lover who died in a car accident in August 2023.

The souls of the two Martins miraculously converged and merged in the turbulence of time and space, and finally entered the body of an 11-year-old boy named Martin Meyers in Los Angeles, America in 1996.

There is no spiritual energy in this world? Fortunately, I am a succubus. Succubus cultivation does not require spiritual energy, but only requires the collection of desires.

Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness are all desires. As long as these emotions are directed at me, they can become nutrients for my practice.

Okay, let's see what reliable ways there are in this world that can mobilize the emotions of many people?

Hmm, writers, that’s good; hmm, music, that’s OK; wow, Hollywood movies, for the whole world, that’s great!

What's that word called?

Yes, plagiarist.

Start as a writer, with the ultimate goal of becoming an international film star.

What? You mean acting?

I am a succubus!

Victor Hugo: "You all call me the 'Conscience of France,' but right now it beats in Lionel's breast!" Émile Zola: "'Naturalism' or 'Realism'? No, only Lionel's 'Modernism' belongs to the 20th century!" Gustave Flaubert: "Maupassant was my best student, Lionel my confidant." Guy de Maupassant: "Lionel's only shortcoming was that he had not contracted the noble, majestic syphilis." Anton Chekhov: "What else do we need in this world besides sunshine, air, water, and a smile? Lionel's works, of course!" Leo Tolstoy: "Are you suggesting that I go to Sweden to accept the Nobel Prize that Lionel Sorel refused?" Arthur Conan Doyle: "To be Sherlock Holmes's assistant, to be accepted by Lionel...

[Jianghu and Court Politics + Strong Wuxia Flavor + Enlightened Mindset + Growth-Oriented]

At the twilight of the dynasty, feudal lords divide the land, and chaos looms.

Major sects and hidden clans step into the world, monks and Daoists roam the martial realm, and even barbarians, enchantresses, foreign races, and demonic cults stir up trouble.

Shen Yi transmigrated and became a low-ranking constable of the Suppression Bureau. From the very start, he killed his superior and defected from the Bureau.

From then on, Shen Yi was an enemy to the world. Fortunately, he possessed the “Martial Dao Transcendence System,” gaining secluded cultivation time for every enemy he killed.

Shen Yi muttered to himself:

“In this world, the righteous are no longer righteous, and the wicked are even more wicked!”

“Let me carve out a world of justice with my blade!”