【Fan fiction + slight magic modification + system + imagination + reversal】

At the foot of Mount Longhu, a rag stall was erected.

Grandmaster Quan Xing squatted on the bluestone slab and picked up the yellow paper: "Little Taoist priest, give me ten sheets of this photocopied talisman paper!"

The second-in-command of the Tianxiahui held a green bean in his hand and glared, "Heavenly Eye Green Beans? I want a hundred of them, money is not a problem!"

Zhang Xuanyi was flipping through the account book with a dogtail grass in his mouth. There was a pile of unopened Fist Soul Candies at his feet - the third wave of aliens lined up for his shabby stall today.

"System prompt: Today's sales have reached the target, unlocking the reverse destiny-changing compass."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so anxious!"

He waved at the crowd, "Scan the code to register first. As usual for credit purchases—use your most valuable treasure as collateral!"

When the strange people of the Gaowu era vie to become returning customers, this shabby stall at the foot of Longhu Mountain is about to be turned upside down!

This is a mysterious world of superpowers.

Here, everyone possesses a unique elemental power.

However, when Han Feng appeared in this world, when the soul’s elemental power merged with the body’s elemental power…

A mysterious force was born.

Traversing an alien world, Wang Heng'an possesses nothing but one gift: forging a deep bond or karmic connection with another, he can draw upon one of their unique abilities! Saving a wounded fox spirit, his fingertips weave bewildering dreams. Untangling the inner workings of a female ghost in an ancient house, he hears whispers from the underworld. Enlightening naive plant spirits, he breathes life into his being like spring. Helping an immortal to renounce his earthly ties, a wisp of celestial energy quietly enters his body... Ghosts, spirits, gods, and immortals, all form the foundation of my destiny. Refining my heart in the mortal world, I connect with all spirits. Drawing upon the diverse abilities of all beings, I forge my unparalleled path! Wang Heng'an: "My path lies not in the mountains, not in the immortal palace, but in every connection I forge with these countless beings and species!"

The power of a higher civilization begins to erode the entire world. Our world order begins to crumble, disintegrate, and turn to ash. A system called the Old Games sweeps the globe; from now on, to survive, we can only do the following: 1. Strive to survive in every Old Games. 2. Don't move or look where you shouldn't, and complete each game's main quest. 3. "Stay sane!" does not include: 1. Tricking an NPC and making them copy the Ghoul Codex 100 times as punishment. 2. Using the skill [Slide] against the Deep One. 3. Sacrificing an NPC... Mist spreads across the desolate and barren plains, and believers and non-believers will eventually set foot on this land. 'It' is there, and everything seems almost insignificant to 'It'. Even death itself has no such meaning. Where will the world go? ... Cthulhu, Investigators, Role-Playing Groups, Global Game System

[No heroine][Undead][Power][Struggle][Funny] [Farming style][Possibly with group portraits, but unlikely with group portraits]

As soon as the Skeleton King entered the tavern, he attracted everyone's attention.

Someone shouted: "Yohoo! Your Majesty, where did you get rich?"

The Skeleton King did not answer, but just gently put his hat down, took out three copper coins, and said: "Old rules, waiter, two...Pah, 0.2 taels of dark elements..."

When everyone heard this, they felt even poorer, so they laughed and said: "I heard that Your Majesty wants to challenge the Church! Is this true or false?"

The Skeleton King opened his eyes wide: "Can our undead affairs be called fighting? We ask the older generation to educate the young people who have only been in the country for a few hundred years!" Then there were difficult to understand words, such as "bullying the weak with the big" and "respecting the old and loving the young", which made everyone laugh.

The Skeleton King knew he couldn't win the argument, so he took his 0.2 tael of wine and started muttering in a low voice: "This is outrageous! How can citizens mock their king? This is outrageous..." After hearing this, everyone laughed, and the air in the hotel was suddenly filled with joy again.

There is no collapse, daily desu

The author occasionally goes crazy

I am Qi Maomao's dog, let Qi Maomao take me away, Qi Maomao is the woman who can be my wife, Qi Maomao, Qi Maomao I can't live without you

It tells the story of Boruto Uzumaki and Pinzhu, the son of Amaranth.

Boruto was ultimately unable to suppress Momoshiki within his body. Thus, Boruto had no choice but to use the Reaper Death Seal to perish together with Momoshiki.

Although Boruto passed away, his son Pinzhu was born just a few days later.

What will the future hold for ninjas? What kind of story will unfold between Pinzhu and the new generation of Konoha's Twelve Ninja?

【Back Room】+【IQ Online】+【Exploration】+【Innovation Level】+【Plot】+【Not Invincible】

The empty room was filled with dim light, the damp old carpet carried a pungent odor, and the sight was dominated by the unchanging, maddeningly monotonous yellow...

If you're unlucky enough to lose touch with reality in the wrong place, that's where you end up—in the back room.

Here, if you hear something prowling around, God help you, because it definitely heard you.

This is a description of a picture on a foreign forum in July 2019.

As soon as this post was published, more and more people claimed that they had dreamed of this strange space. What's even more bizarre is that some people even found multiple places in reality that overlapped with the back room.

The circular factory in Nara, Japan, the deep forests of California, the seaside of Florida, are almost all the same as the back room...

Does the back room really exist?

But that day, I accidentally broke into the back room.

From the day Lin Wanxing fell into the flower bed, her life became a blind box opening event—every day she woke up, she would be bound to a golden finger that was limited to 24 hours.

Today, you'll be "100% trusted by strangers," a casual word of mediation can resolve a street dispute, and a fabricated story can persuade a stubborn elder; tomorrow, everything will taste like lemon, even plain water will make you wince from the sourness; the day after, you might be "perfect at shooting hoops," getting dragged into a friendly afternoon of games by an old man in the park...

From understanding cat language to conversing with plants, from instantly learning to knit to walking without getting a speck of dust on their feet, their quirky abilities emerge one after another, yet they always manage to create unexpected warmth and surprises in the midst of their daily laughter and tears.

When life becomes a limited-edition adventure every day, Lin Wanxing discovers that the little joys of ordinary days are often hidden in those unexpected "superpowers." And what she has to do is embrace the surprises of each morning and make ordinary days lively and sparkling.

Life cannot exist without light, but the curtains are too thick, blocking the windows. The light can't penetrate the room, so let's venture into another unknown world. A new life begins to crumble; perhaps we should change the status quo with our friends. The cherry blossoms of this crumbling world are a blossom that will never fade. A heads-up: this book features a pure female protagonist and no transformations.