"Ah! Skeleton monsters! Skeleton King! Skeleton Dead! Pale King! Oh, it's you, Master Brave! That's all right." The Skeleton Brave placed the Demon King's head before the King, tapping the table with his white knuckles. "Tell me, where is the next Demon King?" "Master Brave, you've killed all seven Demon Kings." "You're lying! I only killed six. Tell me, where did you hide the seventh Demon King?" "The seventh Demon King has surrendered to us. If he dies, all the dungeons on the continent will collapse. Please, Master Brave, spare his life." ...My name is Charles, a Brave Warrior summoned to another world by the Saint. Good news: I've successfully bound myself to the Brave Template, and my Brave Talents are refreshed every month. Bad news: I was summoned two years after my death, reduced to a weak and helpless Skeleton Monster. After striving to become stronger, slashing through dungeons, and becoming the strongest Skeleton, I discovered that the Saint had summoned several more human Warriors. Okay, you're trying to compete with me on your KPI, huh? Then roll up! Um, Demon King, don't run, your head will be counted as a hero's achievement! ... This book is also known as "The Hero Is Not Human Anymore!" "Reincarnated Skeleton, Forced Me to Be a Hero?" "Hero, But a Skeleton Monster?" "Saint, Dragon Lady, Witch Lady, Skeletons Can't Fall in Love!"

Qin Chuan accidentally released the dragon in the Dragon Locking Well, leading to a new era of spiritual energy revival.

In the new era, Reiki has become the most precious thing in the world.

But Qin Chuan knew that the spiritual energy they were fighting for was nothing more than the dragon's excrement...

Normally, 3 chapters will be updated every day. If there are any special circumstances, it will be stated at the end of the chapter and added the next day.

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[Transmigration into a Novel + Yandere + Possessiveness + Healing + School Life + White Moonlight]

[Innocent, Obliviously Flirtatious Soft Girl VS Crazy Yandere Wild Dog]

Tang Yi transmigrated into a novel as the white moonlight of a tortured male lead.

The good news? If she can save the villain who’s turned dark, she’ll be reborn!

The bad news…? After transmigrating, she became a vegetative patient who couldn't move!

If the villain’s blackening value reaches 100%, she dies too.

The sweet and soft Tang Yi, eyes red with tears, tugs on the villain's clothes and softly asks,

"Do… do you want to hold me?"

Then she plants a kiss on him—mwah—and the blackening value immediately drops like crazy.

Ah! So the big villain likes this kind of thing? Then that makes things easier!

Just as Tang Yi completes her mission and is ready to leave, Bo Ye pins her against the wall, eyes red:

“Trying to run? Naughty girls need to be punished.”

¥ After Bo Ye awakens, he realizes he was created by a “god”—

Blind, crippled, deaf… his whole tragic life, like being trampled into filthy mud, was all because of her.

At first, he was consumed with the desire to kill his creator.

But later, he became sickly obsessed with holding his "god" tightly in his arms, coaxing her in a low voice, reading her words every day like scripture.

She is his only light and shred of humanity.

As long as she's there, so is the world.

If she's gone? Hah.

Joffrey woke up one day to find himself transmigrated into the world of Game of Thrones, having taken over the body of none other than His Majesty, King Joffrey. To avoid meeting his end with a poisoned chalice, Joffrey started making every choice with extreme caution—beginning from Winterfell.

Many years later, as Joffrey Baratheon, King of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, and Protector of the Realm, stood atop the walls of King’s Landing, surveying his armies, he couldn’t help but sigh.

"I just wanted to survive..."

Monsters, rare animals, treasures, secret treasures, magic realms, secret realms, the so-called "unknown" releases magic power, and many outstanding people are attracted by this power. People call them "hunters".

When you wake up, you find yourself a wandering member of the Kuruta tribe. You are not bound by hatred and you can live your life freely.

Su Yun woke up by chance, only to find that he had traveled through time. He is currently participating in a creative variety show called [National Youth Screenwriter Competition]! This is the cradle of famous screenwriters! The contestants need to create based on the propositions selected by the judges! The theme given by the program team is: [Resistance] When everyone is writing about foreign parades and the air of freedom...Su Yun remembered the Journey to the West that his grandfather had told him, and the 3A game that shocked the world! At first, the audience thought it was a clichéd Journey to the West, but the more they watched, the more silent they became... "If the human heart is burned out, what's the use of repairing a dilapidated temple?" "If I don't put on this dress, how can sentient beings know that my earthly fate has ended.

Meng An, a small gang leader who traveled through the martial arts world, said that he didn't feel well.

Because there is no court in this world, no unified organization, it is a chaotic world where rules and morals depend entirely on self-awareness and luck!

In such a world, Meng An's first thought was to find a stable place to live.

But he didn't expect that after his eighteenth birthday, he would have his own golden finger, a special space that could allow him to trade with all the heavens and worlds!

So... exchange genetic potions with the wasteland world, get some modern technology from the modern world, play arms business with the demon hunting world, get some protective magic weapons from the strange world... As Meng An's transactions became more and more frequent, he suddenly discovered something.

Huh?

How did I become the best in the world?

Lin Fan had cultivated for more than sixty years, yet he remained stuck at the third layer of Qi Refining. His talent was abysmal, and the path of immortal cultivation seemed endlessly out of reach.

Just when he was about to give up cultivation and go down the mountain to marry, he unexpectedly activated the Cultivation Simulation System. From that moment on, he stepped onto a strange yet unstoppable road of cultivation:

Every time he took a wife, he would gain one chance to run a “Cultivation Simulation,” obtaining techniques, skills, and cultivation progress.

Every additional child would grant spiritual root enhancements to that child, becoming a new source of strength for the family.

The system even came with an infinite storage space—though it couldn’t store living creatures, it could hold vast amounts of cultivation resources.

Relying on this simulation system, Lin Fan gradually grew stronger, step by step, walking toward eternal life and invincibility—while his children and descendants spread across every corner of the cultivation world.

"At first, people were skeptical about whether a player like him could succeed." "The center's size, the forward's playing style, and the point guard's organizational ability." "But soon, more and more big men began to imitate his style, which almost became a development trend in modern basketball." "Nikola Jokic, Giannis Antetokounmpo, Victor Wembanyama... We can see his shadow in these independent big men." "Many people learn from him, but no one can get close to his heights." "Because Logan is unique." - Sports Illustrated, July 2025 issue

[Family Article][Wizard Article][Group Portrait][Farming][Cthulhu][Behind the Scenes]

"I finally found you, child. Our family has declined, and you are the last of my bloodline in this world. You can call me ancestor."

"Okay, ancestor. What do you want to see me for?"

"You have to revitalize our family, child. We have stood for thousands of years and are the most prosperous wizard family. Looking through the family tree, almost every generation has produced great wizards whose reputations were resounding throughout the sky at that time."

"But ancestor, I don't have the talent to learn even the little tricks of those wizards who spray water. Not to mention the witchcraft that can make the earth tremble and the sky overturn."

"It doesn't matter, child. You still have my teachings, and you still have your descendants. You still have the rich witchcraft heritage I left you in the manor. As long as your descendants can continue, sooner or later you will master those witchcrafts, and our family will regain its glory."

"How glorious is it, ancestor?"

"Child, do you know that the wilderness full of twisted monsters, the manor occupied by demons, and the thousands of miles of land snatched by the high-sounding evil cult villains, all belonged to our family."

"But, ancestor, why am I just a coachman now?"

"Because our family has fallen into decline."