After the magical revolution, Renania officially entered a new era of magical industry. Simultaneously, widespread unemployment gave rise to the profession of adventurer. Harlin, originally an adventurer who simply wanted to save enough money to retire back home, experienced a dramatic change in his life after dreaming of a group of mystical beings. A primal god born from prayer and magic. A transcendent being constructed from shattered souls. "This is the nineteenth Renania." Souls holding different attitudes towards Renania gathered within Harlin's body.

Time travels back to the 1970s, and eighteen-year-old Du Shaojie has become the breadwinner of his family.

He has a chronically ill mother and two young sisters to support, while he's merely an apprentice in the company cafeteria.

With a meager salary and constant harassment from his superiors, life is a struggle.

With just a kitchen knife and a wok, he resolves to carve out a peaceful and happy future for himself and his family.

Years later, his favorite saying becomes:

"I'm not a master chef, I'm just a food lover."

[Group portrait + game invasion + group crossover]

Yang Yixie has recently become obsessed with a pixel game called "Wasteland Era." As a mechanic, his motto is:

There's no problem that an RPG can't solve; if there is, just add another round of machine gun fire.

So he became obsessed with using explosion art to write his self-declaration on pixelated wasteland, living a carefree and happy life.

At the same time, news reports featured the tearful tales of other returning players, their blood and tears testifying to the reality and cruelty of that world.

Just after Yang Yixie finally ascended to the "crown" of the most wanted person in the entire server, the two worlds were merged.

The world roared and tore apart, the real smoke of battle filling his lungs.

Amidst the ruins, countless sorcerers and mercenaries fixed their murderous gazes on him.

Gazing at the real ruins before him and countless murderous gazes, Yang Yixie silently placed his fingers on the keyboard.

"It's not a big problem, I can still handle it."

"What should you be aware of when becoming a Nightstalker at Milton Keep—Adventurer's Camp?" "Three silver coins for a bottle of holy water, rent a rust-free short sword, and... always keep a rational mind." The night outside will devour your brain, the shadows in the fog will silently tear your cloak, and fear will erode your sanity. All you have is the sword in your hand, the remaining holy water in the bottle, and... a strong heart. But these three things are enough to get you through the night. [Slow-paced adventure, Darkest Dungeon-like world, mage, pseudo-D&D]

I transmigrated to a world ruled by gods, a world where the divine court had only swept across the world a few hundred years ago.

Lin Xiao, who was focused on cultivating immortality and didn't want to get involved in the intricacies of the Divine Court, could only seal himself inside the spiritual treasure Qiankun Sun and Moon Pot.

Within the pot, a grotto-heaven opens, the sun and moon are refined; if I cannot become a celestial immortal, I will become an earth immortal, my spirit merging with the grotto-heaven to transform heaven and earth.

They would occasionally hold a Dharma assembly, host a peach banquet, and casually distribute some lucky treasures.

No matter how many millennia of divine oppression you have exerted, I remain at ease within the gourd, watching the divine court rise and fall, and then witnessing its collapse.

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Wang Hui, the assistant of the short video team, overnight, had a lot of inexplicable shooting ideas in his mind, and under the impetus of one coincidence after another, he broke into the entertainment industry and began his weird and brilliant acting career

It’s the same crossing, others add some points, I plant trees?

What’s the use of planting trees? I don’t want to be a gardener!

Wait, this world seems to have the enlightened Bodhi tree, the big locust tree that communicates with life and death, the mandala flower that induces death, the Nine Worlds tree that supports Norse mythology, and the Kabbalah from man to god. tree……

The tree is me, and I am the tree. Planting trees is not bad.

(Female dominance and male decline + reverse reasoning + not a wish-fulfillment story + alternate universe + slow pace)

Reborn into this cultivation world where yin prevails over yang, An Sheng was cautious and timid from a young age, only seeking a peaceful cultivation path and to live a little longer.

Unfortunately, the kind older sister in the clan is a perverted person with a bone fetish, and she thinks all day long about turning him into a bone furnace.

In order to avoid being turned into a magical artifact for others to play with, the boy had no choice but to take the risk and cultivate the supernatural power [Myriad Transformations of Other Self and Past Lives].

From then on, the heavens and earth were vast and the universe boundless.

He was a young witch clan member living a precarious life, and also a fox spirit aiding and abetting evil; he was both a righteous hero who bravely faced death and a demonic leader who wreaked havoc on the world...

But the boy was unaware that every gift from fate comes at a price, and that an incredibly terrifying being was already secretly watching him...

The Twelve Ancestors of the Witch Gods, the Boundless Purgatory Path.

Cultivate the Soul-Devouring Body, chant the Curse of Resentment and Death, refine the Blood of Sorrow, bury the Bones of Life and Death, ignite the Heart Fire with the Seven Emotions, let the Moon Illuminate the Vast Expanse, Ask the Ancient Sect of Heaven, the Fiend of Another Realm, the Great Black Heaven, the Lotus Mother, the Hundred-Armed Demon...

"Well, let's be reasonable. It's impossible for me to be your furnace, your Daoist partner, your tool, your elder, your pet, your best friend, your worst enemy, and your life mentor all at the same time."

The boy fought and retreated, then requested a reconciliation.

"Why not?"

The fairies smiled radiantly and spoke in unison.

If you want to be an idol, a good actor, or a good singer, you must have real materials and work that you can show off.

Just rely on good looks to gain traffic, spend money to get big prizes, and fans to gain data.

How many years will this be popular?

Su Mu, who was reborn in the parallel world, knew this truth well.

So he secretly vowed...: He will stop when he earns 30 million!

Then he became a top celebrity due to his good looks, earned hundreds of millions, spent money to win awards, and lived a comfortable life.

Proficiency…bound.

Su Mu: What’s the use of it now? I'm not a powerful person, how much money can I make from that thing?

This book is also known as: "Being a top-notch person with some extreme ceiling skills is not too much, right?" "I've already spent money to win the prize, why are the cheats here?" 》《Self-cultivation of powerful male artists》…

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PS: Light and entertaining article, a serious and funny man, I want to watch it for a while, don’t take anyone else to complain.

(The rating just came out, it will rise later, so don't worry.)

[Classical fantasy + mortal travel + mundane daily life + no female lead + non-gangster cultivation]

A hermit practicing in Qingya Temple, one day descends the mountain and enters the mortal world.

Others seek immortality by severing all emotions and desires, but he seeks immortality while still maintaining a connection to the mundane aspects of human life.

Lu Qiyun buried his master and left the temple, traversing the misty landscapes of the nine provinces, witnessing all the joys and sorrows of humanity. The vast world was not a calamity, but rather a path to understanding the Dao of heaven and earth by observing all living beings.

Having witnessed the myriad aspects of human life, one gathers the three flowers atop one's head.

Having experienced the joys and sorrows of life, one cultivates the five vital energies within the body.

Watch as this mortal traveler gradually proves his Dao amidst the mundane world, ultimately breaking through the heavens and ascending to immortality.