After half a lifetime of working on a sewing machine, Zhao Weihong finally...

died suddenly!

When he opened his eyes again, Zhao Weihong returned to the summer after he failed the college entrance examination.

Looking at his haggard parents, and then at the relatives who came to collect debts.

Zhao Weihong pondered for a moment and decided to change his way of life.

"Dad, I'd better go to the army."

......

Many years later, Zhao Weihong, with golden stars on his shoulders, quietly posted a circle of friends in the dead of night.

"My life is like walking on thin ice."

"Do you think I can get to the other side?"

Zhao Weihong's old squad leader, old company commander... and other leaders were instantly broken after seeing this circle of friends!

You are walking on thin ice?

It's us who are walking on thin ice!

The delivery guy traveled back to the Anti-Japanese War era with the bandit hunting system. The Japanese were not only his enemies but also points. He could exchange weapons for killing the Japanese, and exchange weapons for weapons to kill the Japanese. A cycle that made the Japanese miserable was born.

There is such a group of people in this world. They shed their blood for the country during the war. In peacetime, he also shed sweat for the country.

Their lives were dedicated to the northwest frontier of the motherland. And their children.

It is because of them that our country will be more prosperous!

Also known as: "Marry a rich woman at the beginning, and you will be successful from now on"

Towards the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Western Qiang were restless, the Xianbei were eyeing them covetously, the Yellow Turbans were ready to rise up, and the aristocratic families had become a chronic problem.

The Eastern Han Dynasty's rule in Hetao became increasingly weak, while the Wei and Jin dynasties proved themselves unable to shoulder the historical responsibility.

In order to revive the Han people and stop the Five Barbarians from poisoning the Central Plains, the young man from the border town vowed to establish a dynasty that would far surpass the Han Dynasty and become the common ruler of East Asia.

The Seven Years' War (1756-1763) marked the beginning of Great Britain's transformation into the British Empire, the prelude to the independence of the United States, and the emergence of Prussia as a major power. During this war, a minor figure named Prince Pinney, the abandoned eldest son of a Caribbean sugar plantation family, was exiled to America. On his way, a protagonist carrying 21st-century knowledge arrived and replaced him. Thus began his own path to rise in America! Sugar plantations! This was the most prevalent economic system of the time, but how could someone exiled to America cultivate sugarcane? Tobacco! This was the dominant product of America, but what power did an abandoned "eldest son" have to compete with the tobacco family, especially the future President of the United States—George Warren…?

I woke up to find myself, a glorious Soviet base vehicle AI, in a bizarre American wasteland—a place filled with atomic punk metal lumps and mutated giant cockroaches, even more outrageous than the heart of capitalism!

To restore order (and incidentally have some fun), I "recruited" a group of tribal natives who couldn't even put on their own pants. The most urgent task? Teaching them to speak magnificent Chinglish! After all, who can stand that incredibly complicated, unrelated native English?

And so, a bizarre sight appeared in the wasteland: a group of blond, blue-eyed burly men, speaking broken, construction-worker-accented English, shouting "Hurrah! For Ironhead God!", drove their magnetic tanks over mutants, followed by a swaying Kirov...

Hey, you over there, the shelter kid in the blue bodysuit, and those tin knights with laser guns, any complaints about the "Red Iron Curtain"? No? Very well, comrade, welcome to the Soviet wasteland!

(The middle and late stages involve fantasy and lightheartedness, mainly comedy + no abuse in the whole text + group love + the heroine has a three-year-old mentality)

After traveling through time, Gu Yuanyuan became a three and a half year old baby.

Daddy has all the power in the world, and mommy is very protective of her children.

The only bad thing is that various reborn people who come to seek revenge on 'Gu Yuanyuan' begin to appear one after another around him.

The reborn bosses raised their banners high and were determined to destroy Gu Yuanyuan and avenge their hatred.

But, when the silly little baby appeared...

Scheming elder sister: This little idiot is mine and no one can take him away from me.

Cold little brother: I will give Yuanyuan whatever she wants.

Yandere little brother: Anyone who bullies Yuanyuan deserves to die.

[Overlord] [Casual Player] [Not the Great Tomb of Nazarick] [Establishing a Power] Transmigrated to the other world of Overlord, becoming a small, indigenous human—such a disastrous start is utterly despairing! You see, this world is about to welcome Ainz, the Undead King, who has transmigrated with a max-level account in the virtual game Yggdrasil, along with numerous max-level NPCs and an entire massive guild headquarters loyal to him. They view humans as inferior beings, toying with them at will. At best, they rule them; at worst, they massacre cities and destroy nations, leaving ruins in their wake! Fortunately! Transmigrators never give up! Villard gained access to the game Yggdrasil—a cheat code for virtual games invading reality! For twelve years, Villard worked like a diligent bee, frantically leveling up in the game while simultaneously scavenging everything useful. From the highest-level world-class items to the background grass in the game, everything became his power! Fighting against the Great Tomb of Nazarick—it's our duty!!!

Wells, who was reborn as a skirmisher filling the German line, struggled to survive in the death symphony of BM-13 rockets. From the roar of the Tiger tank's 88mm gun to the deadly threat of the PTRD-41 anti-tank rifle, he had to use a frozen engineer shovel to dig a way out in the permafrost - when the flares dyed the night pale, he realized that there were no heroes in the war, only survivors. Zombies are just the product of the failed research of the 935 team, and the teleportation device is the real result. The teleportation setting was added to catch up with the major battlefields on the Eastern and Western Fronts, otherwise frequent rides would waste too much time, and there was also a way to leave a way out for the post-war Cold War or counterattack. This book is just a light system, and the system is added only to make it less easy for the protagonist to die.

[Live Stream + Wilderness Survival + Time Travel + Woman Dressed as a Man]

Mu Qingyun, who ranked first on the list of husbands in the capital, has been reborn, crossing over from the modern era to the interstellar world.

Her fate started tragically. As a real princess, she was usurped by a fake princess for many years. In the end, even her own parents looked down on her and told her not to come back and embarrass the royal family.

He participated in the military academy's wilderness trial, but was criticized by the entire internet for arguing with the princess on the first day.

Mu Qingyun scoffed at this, unleashing her fire-based superpower in her right hand and her unique plant-based superpower in her left. She wreaked havoc on islands, protected her teammates in ruins, and demonstrated unparalleled mental strength, turning the tide of the battle and becoming a sensation throughout the entire intergalactic world.

One day, Mu Qingyun accidentally failed to protect her disguise.

Netizens are in an uproar!

What?! This guy from that garbage planet is so powerful, and he even has dual superpowers!

What?! This incredibly handsome guy is actually a girl!

What?! So she's the real princess of the empire!

Meanwhile, Mu Qingyun was sneering at the man who had been pretending to be weak in front of her. The top commander of the military academy was actually the "weakling" in our team. You really know how to pretend.