In Tokyo in 1996, the pain after the bubble burst swept across Japan. As soon as Makoto Miyamoto opened his eyes, he was caught in a dead end - his parents died, creditors blocked the door, and his only sister wanted to drop out of school and sell herself to pay off the debt! And he, a poor high school student who had just traveled through time, was thinking about life in front of the wilted tofu in the refrigerator. Until a strange subtitle suddenly appeared in front of him: [Bowling skills +3, physical foundation +1] It turns out that you can become stronger just by exercising? ! Everyone was in danger during the bubble era, but Makoto Miyamoto wanted to find a completely different path. But wait... Why after strengthening his physical foundation, he could smell the smell of soap on others from ten meters away? Makoto Miyamoto suddenly thought of something. So this physical foundation strengthening, can it still be used in this kind of place? !

My name is Xiangzi, the Xiangzi who pulls a rickshaw.

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The Great Shun Dynasty collapsed, and the whole country rejoiced. Inside the city, all was peaceful; outside the city, refugees swarmed like ants.

A half-moon hangs eternally in the sky, and countless steam-powered airships drift by.

On the ground, ancient families, spanning thousands of years, coldly watched as warlords fought to the death over those colorful ores.

At this moment, Xiangzi, who was supposed to be executed, suddenly woke up after his death and even had a panel that could awaken a profession.

[Congratulations, host, you have awakened the profession of coachman.]

[Congratulations, host, you have awakened the Martial Arts profession]

[Congratulations, host, you have awakened the cultivator profession]

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At first, I was a third-class rickshaw puller, and they called me Xiangzi.

Later, everyone in Beijing had to call me "Master Xiang".

Mystery, despair, pain, decay—the world is heading astray, and I know not where to go. I have arrived in a world that is heading towards its end, fraught with danger and devoid of hope. I can only rely on the mysterious blood mark on my body to constantly deduce and evolve various skills, trying to find a way out of despair.

[Player name: Qin Huai

Unlocked illustrations: 0/12

Skill: Dough Making (Intermediate): Your dough making skills have surpassed 99% of the breakfast shop chefs in the country. (0/10000)

Stuffing (Advanced): Your stuffing skills have surpassed 100% of the breakfast shop chefs in the country (0/100000)

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Evaluation: A novice who just started out

The moment he stepped into the cafeteria, the protagonist of the food article welcomed his successfully loaded system.

Qin Huai: Food article, you should have told me earlier, he is familiar with this!

later--

Qin Huai discovered that this didn't seem to be a simple food writing system.

It seems like some weird things were added.

As a result, he saw his neighbors, friends, guests, and employees as not quite human...

But it's okay.

When in doubt, take a bite first!

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Game Instructions:

1. This game has a high degree of freedom, please explore it on your own.

2. This game will not interfere with any choices made by the player. Please work hard to unlock the illustrations.

3. All explanations belong to the game.

I practiced until my body resembled a crane's form, and beneath a thousand pines lay two volumes of scriptures. I came to inquire about the Dao, but there was nothing more to say; the clouds were in the blue sky, and the water was in the bottle.

When Ji Shi woke up, he found himself transmigrated into the body of the Jiajing Emperor, who was obsessed with cultivating immortality, and it seemed that he had even succeeded in cultivating immortality.

[Comedy + Crime Solving + Superpowers + No System]

Chen Mo, a struggling author, accidentally joined the Superpower Regulatory Bureau while going downstairs to buy instant noodles, thus stepping into the world of superpowered individuals.

"What's your ability? To become rich!"

"And yours? Fire manipulation! Both are amazing."

"What? What is my ability? It's pretty, pretty ordinary, I guess. It's just that I can eliminate your superpowers."

Through a series of supernatural cases, Chen Mo gradually matures. As the layers of the world's secrets are revealed, Chen Mo discovers that his superpowers seem to be getting stranger and stranger.

"But don't be afraid. I, Chen Mo, have overcome countless dangers, not because of any superpowers, but because of my brilliant mind and extraordinary charm. Don't you agree?"

Inside the prison, countless criminals sent there by Chen Mo raised their middle fingers.

Despite being condemned by everyone, Chen Mo didn't care. As the Minister of the Superpower Integration Department, this was the weight of the crown he had to bear.

Sometimes, however, Chen Mo's thoughts would drift back to that afternoon when he went downstairs to buy instant noodles.

What a waste of such a good box of instant noodles.

He accidentally entered the Red Mansion and became Jia Cong, a bastard of the Rong State.

In the chaotic time and space, history walked into a confusing branch.

Countless heroes and heroes who made their mark in the history books were lost in the dust of time.

New mountains and rivers were created, and the roads were rising, washing away the old chapters.

What kind of golden and jade fate are they, and who is the lover, they are all just for the strong love of wind and moon.

The delicate face is reflected in the diamond-shaped mirror, and the cold light of the sword shines across the nine provinces .

When the mountains and rivers are scattered and the snow is gone, he stands on the lonely mountain and becomes a hero for the rest of his life.

These are the events before and after my death.

Who can record them and write a strange story?

[Traditional Western Fantasy] [Proficiency Panel] [Alchemy] [Steady] Roland transmigrated to the world of Teya, becoming a low-level wandering mage in a mercenary town. After ten years of meditation without advancing from apprentice to mage, he finally accepted the reality of his lack of talent. Just as Roland was about to give up on the path to transcendence and return to a peaceful life of odd jobs, he suddenly awakened his proficiency panel! With diligent practice, he could continuously improve! "Then I'll start with alchemy!"... Time flies, and the world changes. Unbeknownst to him, Roland had risen from an unknown apprentice to become the King of Gods, standing at the very top of the divine realm, his myths and legends sung by countless beings throughout the heavens!

(This is a slice-of-life story; feel free to read a sample.)

Name: Chen Jingle

Age: 30

[Occupation: Low-level Mortal]

[New class triggered: Spirit Plant Master.]

Should I choose to change jobs and advance my career?

Chen Jingle: ? ? ?

What have I done to you? Is this still in China?

The rating has just come out, so it's not high yet! Please watch with confidence.

Urban officialdom + meticulous system + impartiality + procedural justice

Bad news: I transmigrated into the body of the soon-to-retire, powerless "second-in-command" of Handong Province.

Even worse news: My opponents are all shrewd and calculating. Gao Yuliang is plotting against me, and Qi Tongwei is keeping an eye on me.

Good news: I carry the [Fairness System] with me, and I'll deal with any dissent!

Trying to use the back door? Sorry, the system has flagged it as a violation. No way!

Want special treatment? Sorry, not a single step can be skipped. Even the King of Heaven has to wait in line!

The crowd exclaimed in surprise, "Has this old man taken the wrong medicine? He's so reckless!"

I smiled slightly: "Don't let my age fool you, I'm very steady when it comes to treating your ailments."

Since I've been put in this position, the rules of this place in Handong must be followed!