[Please remember not to talk to them]

[Please remember not to touch them]

[Most importantly, please remember not to fall in love]

Shiraishi Ze Hide looked at the girls outside the cat's eye and scratched his head

Opened the door of the apartment with a bright smile

"Welcome home."

Who knocked over the glass cup and poured it over and whose sleepless night was soaked? Who made the bow and piano messing around and disturbed Wulanyue on the river? Some are galloping in the huge mountains, some are crisscrossing between the north and south of the Traledi Mountains, and some are wandering on the edge of life and death to torture themselves about the mystery of time and space. This story is put into paper and pen, but it is just a matter of giving time to the sky, hoping that the years will be different.

In this world of swords and sorcery, steam gears and alchemy coexist. The noble and elegant elves teach the court swordsmanship, the dwarves who like ale are sweating and forging the sword embryo, and the evil dragon in Dragon Nest roars: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" The collision of dwarf and goblin technology, the orcs of the polar plains confront the human "Night Watch", always ready to invade coastal towns and tribes of Naga warriors. The conflict of beliefs and the iron-blooded war songs of races have nothing to do with the protagonist. Cordo Feifan, who was reborn here, said: "I want everyone in this world to have insurance, I want to make this world full of kindness and love, and away from hunger, cold and poverty."

The alien continent spreads "truth, goodness and beauty", and great love knows no bounds.

【heroine keywords: time stop, hypnosis, invisibility, distortion of common sense, manipulation of five senses and six senses 】

Reborn in the island country, Makoto Akizuki controls all the elements of a simple model of life.

Whether it's a handsome appearance or a talented inner self;

It is also a firm and powerful great heart and extremely rich personal charm.

He has it all.

But his life, which should have been prominent, was ruined because the system came eighteen years late.

. . . . .

Everything starts from the day he meets an abnormal woman with weird superpowers on the awakening system.

Legend has it that he descended from the sky, riding on the wind, descending from the Vermillion Bird, and stepping on...

Whenever this sentence is heard, there is always a big bird jumping angrily and saying, "Nonsense, this kid just slipped and fell off the cliff and happened to fall on me!"

And the handsome young man next to him just smiled shyly, then reached out and rubbed the big bird's beautiful crest, and said, "There is no way, who told my parents to name me Fang Luoya?"

Now that he is really off the cliff, he has to give some benefits!

This is a fanfiction for the Digimon Ghost game. It makes up for the regret of the Ghost game ending being so bad!

As long as there are people who are willing to believe and support me, I will lead you into this brand new world... (Please forgive me if there are any shortcomings. My writing skills are limited, so please don't criticize me if you don't like it!)

"Well, just make do with it..."

Feng Ling was reborn in an old body in the Ghost Continent. This old man was very powerful in his lifetime, but Feng Ling was in tears. Fortunately, he had the art of splitting himself into two bodies... It doesn't matter if he is old or sarcastic!

"Ningshuang, wait for me! Yuqing, follow me!"

A white skirt fluttered in the distance as an elderly man kicked away the bruised and battered pretty boy and walked away calmly. A woman in green lingered to finish off the opponent, winking and saying, "Young man, don't look down on the elderly!"

PS: A general's success is built on the sacrifice of countless lives; in the end, everything seems like a dream. Immortals and demons, who is right and who is wrong? I have no intention of killing anyone, but the human heart is treacherous, even more sinister than demons and monsters. All living beings suffer, and it is up to me to save the world...

(Written in detail in the early stage, calmly farming; written briefly in the later stage, stirring up the storm)