As soon as he woke up, Josie traveled from the 21st century to Chicago in 1943 and became a poor boy on the streets.

WWII? It was too far away for Josie, who was not yet an adult.

As an orphan, how he can survive in this era is the most important.

Fortunately, he has a plane trading system. In this era, being a master of space and time can be nourished even if you think about it.

However, a few months later, Josie, whose life had just improved a little, looked at Captain America who was singing and dancing with a group of girls on the stage of the war fundraising charity performance in front of him, and fell silent.

It's over, Barbie Q.

This is actually Marvel!

While the rest walk on the destined path, he alone treaded on the treacherous one; drowning in his own darkness. Pitch-black tongues of fire flickered in his heart, dancing on his fingertips; flames potent enough to burn away the light itself. Whenever his sword undressed from scabbard, it pierced through space and time. The sharp edge flaring golden and red, turning and twisting between the fragile fringes of good and evil. Immortal sects rise and fall with a mere gesture of his hands; songs of karma never cease playing…

Untouched by the allure of the mortal world, he cultivates the heavenly and eternal Dao, laying abandon to time in that timeless dimension.

Witness how he fought, fell, and rose again.

The saga of a man who forged his path to immortality, spirituality, and his ultimate attainment of the Great Enlightenment.

…

“When the four continents are overturned, I shall step into the Heavenly Realm of the Spirit Mountain and wield my weapon.” Standing atop the ten-thousand petal lotus platform, wearing a snow-white Buddhist robe, Ji Yuenian’s raven-black long hair cascaded down like a waterfall. He had a look of indifference as he gazed at the ethereal and vast Sacred Mount Meru, far away in the west.

Where individuals meet, regardless of Immortal or mortal, sit and recite the Yellow Court Classic. The story begins from one of the four continents.

[Do you think life is boring?]

[Do you want to experience different lives in another world?]

[We have rich, killer, hunter, beggar, countless random identities for you to experience.]

[Do you want to start the game now?]

[Yes] [No]

It's ridiculous. As a good person who abides by the law, how can I find life boring?

He Ao sneered and chose [Yes]

[Initiating the system...]

[The game is loading.]

[Welcome to the Life Copy Game]

[The novice task is loading, and you are randomly matching the life role for you.]

[Successful match]

——

This is a good person who abides by the law, opening countless stories of life in a world full of chaos and madness. Convinced)

1-Traveled into the world of movies.

I want to be a good person, but I have the wrong villain.

2-Crossing to get a 'killer's cultivation system'. Li Er couldn't help comparing two middle fingers to the sky.

The mysterious golden dragon tattoo on the chest, the strange human-shaped corpse in the grave, the dying beggar speaking a strange language, the modern writing on the ancient stone tablet, all these deeply trouble Wu Zhongyuan, who am I? where am i from? where am i going…

When the game reappeared in reality, the world went crazy.

Shang Yinhe originally thought he was just playing games, until he horribly discovered: All the games he has played are reproduced in the real world!

The world turned to a strange trajectory.

Expert: There must be a mastermind behind the earth’s change!

Shang Yinhe: That’s me.

Crowd: The brave man who saves the world has a beautiful face!

Shang Yinhe: That’s me.

Earth: Thanks to the Guardian Alliance for protecting me.

Shang Yinhe: That’s me too. #It’s me, it’s me, it’s me#

Traveling through the Naruto world and becoming a member of the Uchiha clan, the third ninja war is about to start in a year or two, so panic.

At a critical moment, the golden finger goes online, and a character is drawn to obtain a random ability of the character, then am I not…

“Champion Mayweather’s shoulder-lifting defense, the flying cross-body for cooking a fish feast, Master Ma’s lightning five whips, Jack Ma’s skill guarding the road…

What kind of spicy chicken skills are these? “

Xia Ji traveled to the continent of Kyushu and became the Emperor of Xia.

I thought I had no worries about food and clothing, and I could enjoy peace of mind.

But he never thought that he might be the last emperor.

The seven kings of the court were in chaos: Qin Wang Ying Zheng, Tang Wang Li Yuan, Ming Wang Zhu Di, Yuan Wang Genghis Khan, Han Wang Liu Che, Song Wang Zhao Ji, and Qing Wang Kangxi.

The harem is full of ruthless characters: Concubine Jiang Yuyan, Concubine Dongjun, Concubine Xuan, Concubine Yuan Zhao Min, Empress Wu? Live? br />This kind of hell start, is it possible to become the last emperor of Xia Dynasty ?

But luckily.

At the beginning of the game, Xia Ji awakened the National Games Summoning System.

Spring and Autumn Sword Armor! Great Confucian Sage of Chu! Soldier in white!

Flatten the harem, rule the world, and suppress the seven kings.

From then on, the great summer that will never end has been created! …

Traveling through the era of national beasts, Su Yi discovered that his pet beasts could actually choose a special evolutionary route!

When others are still trying to make the red fox evolve into a flaming fox, his nine-tailed fox fairy has already fallen in love with Liaozhai;

When others are still trying to make the thorn grass evolve into a thorn tree, his queen of thorns has already suffered from secondary school;

…

Looking at these strange beasts, Su Yi fell into contemplation.

Will I still be a beastmaster in the future?

This is the demon!

There once existed an honorable founder of this panguan school of cultivation. His reputation was illustrious, but nowadays nobody dared to mention him. Even if they did, all they said was, “He met a miserable end.”

Only Wen Shi still abided by the rules. Every day, he would pay respects to the founder’s ferocious, colorful portrait, but because of that he ended up summoning a sickly tenant.

The tenant stood in front of the portrait and asked, “Who drew this?”

Wen Shi: “Me.”

Don’t ask. If you do, you’ll just end up feeling touched.