Shen Minghuan has been regarded as the king of the gods since he was born. He looks down on all living beings from a high position. He is admired and doted on by his tribe, and he is extremely proud. The system said: [From today on, you are the most loyal subordinate beside the protagonist! You have to assist them and help them until they ascend to the supreme position! ] The system asked: [Host, the task is very challenging, are you confident? ] Shen Minghuan thought seriously and nodded seriously: [It sounds very challenging. ]After all, he can only be a king, not a subordinate. But they should be pretty much the same...right? * "He is the person I respect the most in my life." "Only glory in the prosperous age can barely match you." "If it were you, it doesn't matter if you surrender." Shen Minghuan: Thank you for the invitation, I am just an ordinary and good subordinate. Intention: Do your best to love the world. Those who chase the light will themselves be radiant.

"Rainy Night, Overpass, Maybach."

Crash.

...

When sitting alone, he often caught himself thinking about her—the girl who had shadowed him for years. He’d imagine her barging into the restaurant, drawing every gaze, then plopping down beside him, propping her chin on her hands as she stared into his eyes.

"Buy me a cola," she’d say.

But tonight, to his surprise, another girl actually did sit next to him.

...

Blue hair. Delicate. Radiantly sociable. A checklist of desirable traits.

Yet when it came to love, she was bafflingly cowardly.

Even his unluckiest junior never got to drink their senpai’s leftovers—but Banaumi did it without trying.

Too scared to confess. Clinging to "I’m fine" while heartbroken. Binge-eating after rejection. When urged to fight for her feelings, she’d just whisper, "I hope they’re happy."

He kept seeing that other girl in her—until he blinked, and a stranger’s face stared back.

A stranger who wasn’t even the same gender.

“Although I don’t like the dull and boring life, this world is too exciting, right?”

Watching the angels and dragons circling and fighting magic in the sky in front of them, the elf magician army on the ground released a ban on the world and destroyed a large number of human troops in an instant.

Hearing the leader’s roar with a broken sound in his ear: “The transcendental, in order to protect the last homeland of mankind! Follow me… kill!!!”

Sui Yu sighed and sent out the emotion at the beginning of the introduction, and then activated her ability to modify with a thought.

“It looks like it’s time to make another wave!”

Came fifty years early

He Dingxian plunged into this turbulent and prosperous era where countless heroes had not yet made their fortunes. He fought with real bosses and danced side by side with beautiful beauties.

What you earn is in your hands,

Never give it away!

A heroic epic full of justice and passion... Well, such a story did not happen.

Dedicating oneself to protect others is noble, but it must be admitted that being a hero is not an easy thing.

After seeing the thorns on the road, most people chose to give up.

Lin Qiao is also one of the ordinary people.

People admire heroes and sing praises to heroes, but in the end, they don't want to be heroes.

"So what do you want to express?"

"Nothing, but compared to others, I am more important. As a human being, the most important thing is to be happy. If everyone else is happy, only I am suffering, what's the point?"

"And the righteous partner sounds like a nemesis for myself and my relatives and friends around me."

Lin Qiao, who has obtained the power of Kamen Rider Killbus, said so.

In general, as long as you kick the guy you don't like to death, it's OK. There is nothing that Rider Kick can't solve. If there is, then give it another shot. If there is still... then use the invincible smoke gun!

"Recast the glory of Spider, our generation has no choice but to do it!"

Xia Shuang, who wanted to become stronger, got a love simulator. After falling deeply into it, she cried out that she had been deceived. She could only tear her love rivals apart while improving the favorability of the heroines to eliminate the trouble forever.

The protagonist's cheats don't improve his combat power much, and his strength growth depends on his own practice, so there will be no invincible mode at the beginning, please choose it accordingly.

Once the gears of fate begin to turn, love and hate intertwine into an impenetrable net. Turning to Ashoka's "The One I Loved Most Was the Murderer," the male and female protagonists embark on a perilous and fraught journey to uncover the truth behind the unexpected death of the male protagonist's wife.

COVID-19, disease, hardship, misfortune, workplace struggles, love and hate, life and death… They persevered through countless difficulties, and they embraced new life amidst despair. This book celebrates the steadfastness and devotion of love, showcases the resilience and brilliance of humanity, and takes you deep into the labyrinth of human nature to explore the true meaning of love and redemption.

In this battle between love and sin, can they uncover the truth? The book features both thrilling mystery and delicate, moving emotions; it depicts a love story that transcends life and death, and also reveals the ugliness and justice of the world.

For travelers, this is the worst possible world. Once convicted of traveling through time, they will be executed on the spot.

Lydia, a female knight who has been fighting against demons for many years, is exposed as a time traveler and is hunted by both the human kingdom and the demons.

The "Red Pavilion", a gang organization known for its cruelty and ruthlessness, actually risked their lives to rescue her?

Under the leadership of a cold man who spoke no more than 5 words per sentence, the broken organization repeatedly defeated the enemy with strategy and magic, and gradually gathered into a new force that could influence the world.

But Lydia vaguely discovered that this person whom she had always regarded as her savior seemed to have other purposes.

The constant emergence of enemies is foreshadowing that the truth of this world is more cruel than they imagined.

Since childhood, I've pondered the question: How was the universe created? How will it end? Now, having witnessed firsthand the disruption to Earth's ecological balance caused by human activity, I'm wondering: In the future, as science advances, will humanity's conquest of the universe also disrupt its ecological balance?