[Protagonist: Not a time traveler but can be considered one + Information advantage + No cheats + Many flaws + Third-rate background + Unscrupulous + Mediocre intelligence + Focus on self]

I'm going to the battlefield tomorrow, and the only thing I can show off is the teleportation technique I practiced so hard to escape?

In the 36th year of Konoha, Fuusagi Touji was born into a third-rate family in Konoha. Due to forced graduation, he had no choice but to become a ninja...

Refer to the official Naruto information to the greatest extent possible.

Do not accommodate the private settings of other fan fictions.

I traveled back to the 1950s and only had a 1-cubic-meter storage ring.

What should I do?

When I was worried, something even more terrible happened.

Both my parents were killed in front of me, and there was a 4-year-old sister in my arms.

Is this a king bomb?

Strategies are called tactics.

It’s for the generals!

In this chaotic world where counsellors are everywhere, and military commanders are like dogs, Chen Ze brought the star system through, and walked step by step in the cracks of the four kingdoms hegemony.

I thought it was the main god space, but it turned out to be the subspace.

I thought it was the main god light ball, but it turned out to be the emperor light ball.

Others rely on development for technology, but he relies on archaeology.

One day, while he was doing archaeology, he was suddenly invited to a "hyperdimensional channel".

In the NieR world: 2B said that the *function has been upgraded, so you're welcome to *.

In the AldnoahZero world: The Martian princess hopes that he will be the "yellow-haired" to marry.

In the Black Bullet world: The president of the female high school of the police company covets his golden toilet.

In the High School of the Dead world: The kendo girl is willing to kill all enemies for him.

In the Oreimo world: The Fallen Saint Black Cat calls for a fleet and wants to drive a Gundam.

Final Fantasy: Tifa.......

Re:CREATORS:......

Murad admitted that when he learned he had been transported to the Ottoman Empire in 1861 and was given the high-risk job of Crown Prince, he just wanted to escape the Ottoman Empire as soon as possible.

But as the titles bestowed upon him multiplied: Governor of Eastern Rumelia, Protector of the Circassians, Master of the Balkans, The Only Sun of Anatolia...

Murad turned his gaze toward the throne of the Sultan of the Empire.

Why can't I sit in the Sultan's position?

Book club: 659837002

【System】【Western Fantasy】【Multiple Heroines】【Multiple Daily Life】【Multiple Battles】

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At the beginning, he was exiled to the border as a filler, but after making meritorious service, he was appreciated by his superiors and became a personal guard.

But the more he thought about it, the less he understood.

Why is there a woman's voice coming from a colleague's room? Isn't this military camp too chaotic?

He saw that colleague wearing armor all day long, and seemed calm on the surface, but was actually looking for women every day?

…

Why is it that my good brother has no injuries, but the smell of blood comes every month?

Did my good brother suffer from some internal injuries, or does he have some family genetic disease?

…

Why is there such a big bulge on my chest when I put on the armor that my boss discarded? Is it some special front defense armor?

Could the huge front armor be some powerful and extraordinary prop?

…

The burly man, as strong as an iron tower, shook his head, threw these wild thoughts out of his mind, picked up his spear and sword, and rushed towards the orcs attacking from afar.

Let’s kill to our heart’s content first!

What's in front of you is!

A member of the Han imperial family, a descendant of Emperor Jing of Han, a street tyrant in Zhuoxian, a direct disciple of the renowned Confucian scholar Lu Zhi, a romantic poet of the Eastern Han Dynasty, directly responsible for the high demand for paper in Luoyang, a master debater of the Old Text School of Confucianism, a leader of the younger generation of the Old Text School of Confucianism, the founding ancestor of the Liu family of Zhuoxian County, Zhuojun, the seventh-generation lineage of the Zuo Zhuan, and the number one hater of the New Text School of Confucianism...

What? The name is too long to remember?

Um……

All right.

My name is Liu Bei, courtesy name Xuande. This is my story, not that of that imperial uncle.

We are rocks,

the strongest soil.

When the rain comes,

the rocks turn into soil, and

when the rain stops,

the soil turns to dust.

We are insignificant dust,

and will eventually be scattered in the wind,

died in thunder,

lost in the sea of fog, and

fell into the fire.

Maybe we will die one day,

without a trace,

without leaving a sound.

But who can deny that

the world that has been changed by dust

will not be different at all.

【Siheyuan】【Era】【Developing the Country with Science and Technology】【Single Female Lead】【Controlling the Poultry】

What? I was reborn in a courtyard house in the 1950s, a student at a key university, and a genius ranked among the top three in my grade.

Recalling the incomplete memories in his mind, Li Xiao completely collapsed: "I studied literature in my previous life, what is going on? Is this a joke?"

From gas tank cannons to Type 63 rocket launchers.

From motorcycles to cars to tanks and airplanes.

Heavy industry revitalizes the country...

The revered King Xiao passed away, leaving behind the dissolute prince who was famous in Kyoto. Everyone was gnashing their teeth. But one day, the prince changed. He worked hard in peace, made progress in misunderstandings, and struggled in hardships. Until one day, looking back, the prince had risen.