Li Yi, the second son of Li Shimin and Empress Zhangsun, fell seriously ill on the day he was born.

The master of physiognomy Yuan Tiangang said that Li Yi was destined to have a great calamity and that he needed to hide his identity and live in poverty among the people for fifteen years before he could successfully overcome the calamity.

From then on, Li Yi was sent out of the palace and raised in poverty in Chang'an City, living an ordinary life.

Until one day, distilled liquor, white sugar, horseshoes, curved plows, black gunpowder...all kinds of magical items were invented by Li Yi.

From that day on, Li Yi discovered that Uncle Qin, who had taken care of him since he was a child, had turned into a boastful person who always said that he would give him a kingdom.

Even Uncle Qin's wife boasted that she would find all the unmarried beauties in the Tang Dynasty and let Li Yi choose the one he liked best as his wife.

Facing this crazy couple, Li Yi asked: "How can you...

What interesting things would happen if the Primarch and the Emperor watched footage of the future together?

They will witness the death of heroes, the fall of the vile, the truth of the warp, and that distant, dark future. And what decisions will they make afterward?

(This is a story written by a new author out of love, so the synopsis is inadequate. The story will mainly focus on the Empire and the Primarchs.)

Are the US imperialists and the Soviet revisionists so arrogant because of their strong military power? Are you kidding me? We are a great country with a 5,000-year-old civilization and we can’t even produce a sniper rifle? Isn't this a blatant slap in the face? Is it still a problem that there are top experts from a hundred years later?

“Who the hell said it’s not a problem? Come in front of me and let me talk to you?” Liu Yijiu said with a headache. The materials are not good, the manufacturing is not good, and even the industrial system is not good! Isn't it just about building an intercontinental missile that can hit anywhere on the earth? Why is it so difficult to pinch!

Pakistan wants missiles that can cover the entire country of India? No problem, let’s sell it. The country is carrying out reform and opening up! What? The Iran-Iraq War broke out? Why can the Soviet revisionists and the United States sell weapons but we cannot? Don’t talk nonsense, as long as they pay, we will sell whatever we have! Of course, nuclear weapons and intercontinental missiles that can deliver nuclear weapons and hit the United States and our own cannot be sold!

Can the Soviet revisionists no longer bear it? Does the United States really want to engage in a space arms race? Accompany you! Anyway, we are a non-existent secret scientific research base, and all profits and losses are at our own risk...

Wen Tian, ​​a popular food blogger, has transmigrated. The good news is that she has transmigrated to a technologically advanced future interstellar space. The bad news is that she is now the same height and weight as her current one, and this interstellar space can be described as a food wasteland.

In order to make a living, Wen Tian decided to return to her old profession, starting a food livestream while losing weight. Unexpectedly, her excellent cooking skills attracted ridicule.

"If I can make ramen myself, the streamer is my dad!"

In the video, Wen Tian obediently subdues a piece of dough, and the aroma of beef noodles fills the air—and just like that, a child is born out of thin air!

"Squirrel-shaped mandarin fish? If the fish the streamer makes doesn't have a fishy smell, I'll be the first to send him a virtual gift."

Half an hour later, the spaceships were flying around wildly in the live stream.

"The streamers are just doing what other bloggers have done. If you're so capable, why don't you recreate something that no one else on the internet has ever done!"

So, imperial delicacies like Buddha Jumps Over the Wall took turns appearing, and Wen Tian used food livestreams to deflate people's faces online, gradually becoming the darling of the interstellar community.

Meanwhile, a major general was sending virtual spaceships to Wen Tian's live stream while pondering how to win over his delicious fiancée.

Knowledge is power, and machinery is an army. Traveling across the galaxy, Fang Zhengjun, carrying a game template, became the most expensive profession—a mechanic. From repairing a shabby motorcycle to crafting a mechanical deity with his bare hands, his power stems from "krypton gold" and "hard experience." As the Empire and the Federation battle for territory, his torrent of steel floods the starry sky. The Universal Convention labels him a supreme threat, dubbing him the "Mechanical Tyrant." Fang Zhengjun vehemently objects, claiming he's merely a mechanic who's earned a few extra billion points.

(Low new book rating) No female lead + single cheat + pure military novel

Chen Lan, an ordinary military enthusiast, unexpectedly travels to a parallel world during the war-torn Second World War.

The cheat he received was tactical vision, a god-like perspective centered on himself, allowing him to see the deployment of all troops!

Faced with a well-equipped Imperial armored division that outnumbered them several times over, everyone awaited their fate of annihilation.

Chen Lan stepped forward.

"Enemy armored formations are flanking from the east. 203 heavy artillery strike at coordinates 2!"

"Western front infantry are assembling. Mortar groups, give me full coverage bombardment!"

1833, University of Berlin. Lindenwan looked at the cold and arrogant lady before him. She had long, smooth golden hair, a beautiful face, and ample breasts. The short skirt and over-the-knee boots complemented each other perfectly, and her absolute beauty was truly eye-catching. Her name tag read: "Anna von Bismarck." She said: "The major issues of the contemporary era cannot be solved by speeches and resolutions, but only by iron and blood." This book is also known as "Welcome to 19th Century Europe, where strength is supreme", "A Little Affair About My Chancellor and Queen's Palace Fight", "Miss Bismarck Wants Me to Obey? Politicians' Power Wars~", "My Youthful Governance Story Is Wrong, Sure Enough", "RE: Life in Prussia from Zero", "A Certain Scientific Teutonic Knights", "German War Chronicle", "Raising Poland", "Green Luo Ecstasy", "Today's Ru Hair", "Global Dog Collection: The Great Ying Empire", and "The Land of Sand Sculpture Goose"

Having transmigrated into an interstellar loser with an F-level mental strength, Lu Jingu was exiled to a wasteland by her family. She hugged herself with heartache.

Unexpectedly, it was bound to the Peach Blossom Spring System, which came with a city that could not only purify the pollution that everyone feared, but also alleviate the deadly mental rage. The only drawback was that it had to be built by itself!

Lu Jingu wrote with a flourish: Recruiting across the entire intergalactic world, no identity restrictions, meals and accommodation provided, outstanding employees have priority in purchasing housing!

At first, everyone thought she was crazy! But later, from nobles to commoners, the registration point was packed with people!

She not only became the number one contractor in the interstellar space, but also lived a very prosperous life with a general she picked up as a doorman!

[Infinite Reincarnation] + [Features Women, No Fixed Female Lead] + [Random Identity]

Death? It's merely the beginning of reincarnation!

"His meridians are blocked, rendering his martial arts useless!"

The explosion sent shockwaves through the entire clan. The patriarch's son was a cripple? Mocking, smug, and incredulous gazes instantly focused on him.

Even his father, Qin Huai'an, could only look on with heaviness and complexity.

Qin Shou, however, remained calm and unmoved.

It was all because deep within his mind, a golden book titled "Reincarnation" suddenly opened:

(Current first incarnation—Young Master Qin.)

(In the next life, one can briefly summon a phantom of their past life to dominate the present!)

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qin Shou resolutely turned around and headed straight for the family's library. What he pulled out with his raised hand was none other than the blood-stained, infamous forbidden demonic art—the *Blood Slaughter Scripture*!