The fjord lay still, its surface undisturbed, reflecting the leaden gray storm clouds overhead. Flocks of ravens circled and swooped, heralding the arrival of an icy northern wind. This was the first sight the protagonist beheld after traversing time to ninth-century Scandinavia. He found himself an ordinary self-sustaining farmer, possessing nothing more than a barren, desolate wheat field. For centuries, the glory of the Roman Empire had crumbled into dust, and the world lay fractured. Kings warred incessantly, and in this turbulent, grim medieval era, his foremost task was survival—then, to find a way to end the chaos.

Chen Xing, who was arguing with netizens, was stunned. Good news: He'd transmigrated! Bad news: He'd transmigrated to Tsarist Russia! Damn it! I'll test whether this netizen's claim of Russia being able to dominate Europe is true! Good news: I'm the heir to the throne! Bad news: Seems like I can't win... Chen Xing plans to prioritize technology. Bad news: Chen Xing is a complete novice; he doesn't know how to develop technology. Good news: The wife sent by Prussia seems quite capable. ---------- Pure transmigration without a system. Relying on his knowledge of European history and advanced technology, he builds a powerful nation and dominates Europe. This is the eve of the Industrial Revolution, the eve of a war-torn era in Europe. Watch the protagonist pave his way to the end, leaving others with no path to follow.

[Soul travels through the Three Kingdoms + no cheats + not stupid + no gunpowder cannons + rise of an average person + respect for the IQ and force of historical figures + gradual growth of the protagonist + real casualty rate (the protagonist's subordinates will also lose generals)]

The protagonist's cognition is only the cognition of ordinary people in later generations, but it also contains the simplest values of ordinary people.

Cao Cao is very powerful, but the protagonist can grow through repeated confrontations and achieve counterattack victory.

Jia Xu is very vicious, but the protagonist can force Jia Xu to bow his head, which makes people feel that the protagonist is even more vicious than him.

Liu Bei is very kind, but he is also rude to the protagonist. In this chaotic era of the Three Kingdoms, the protagonist wants to change his fate and the course of history. The protagonist has a difficult journey, but on his way forward, the heroes of the Three Kingdoms, one after another, become his stepping stones.

The Seven Years' War (1756-1763) marked the beginning of Great Britain's transformation into the British Empire, the prelude to the independence of the United States, and the emergence of Prussia as a major power. During this war, a minor figure named Prince Pinney, the abandoned eldest son of a Caribbean sugar plantation family, was exiled to America. On his way, a protagonist carrying 21st-century knowledge arrived and replaced him. Thus began his own path to rise in America! Sugar plantations! This was the most prevalent economic system of the time, but how could someone exiled to America cultivate sugarcane? Tobacco! This was the dominant product of America, but what power did an abandoned "eldest son" have to compete with the tobacco family, especially the future President of the United States—George Warren…?

[CK3 + Kingdom of Heaven + Assassins + No System + Farming + Reviving Rome] Transmigrated into a leper prince with a mysterious past, his mother is Maria Komnina, a noblewoman of Komnen, and his father… possibly King Amori I of Jerusalem? No such person exists in history; he's a pawn from the start. But as a fervent CK3 player, treachery, intrigue, farming, brainwashing… are all basic keyboard skills. The Eastern Roman Emperor Alexius II is my best friend; King Baldwin IV the Leper is my "brother" and strict teacher; the Balian of Ibelin is my stepfather; the Assassins are my shadowy blade. I farm and develop, beating up the Roms and kicking the Ayyubids. When the Crusaders look eastward in bewilderment, the Holy City has already pledged allegiance to me. When the Mongol cavalry marches in, I have rebuilt the Roman legions. Faith? I will unify it. Empire? I will revive it. This time, Augustus…

The world is at war, the situation is favorable, and it’s the perfect time to show off my skills. What’s wrong with me? I only want to rule France. Bokassa clung to the thigh of France’s lifelong ruler, tears and snot streaming down his face. “I want to be emperor so badly, I dream of it! I want it so much! If I become emperor, I’ll do everything you say. I’ll respect you like a father. I don’t want to lose this opportunity.”

When the Ottomans rise, Byzantium is about to perish, and the Russian Empire has not yet emerged, who will serve as the guardian of the Orthodox Church and lead Eastern Europe to rise again. Let the glory of the Roman Empire last.

(If there are any unreasonable things, they will be corrected. However, there is little information on the Balkans at this time, so please forgive me)

The double-headed eagle watched over his empire, gazing both at its former glory and the abyss of reality. In 1185, Constantinople fell to rebellion and betrayal, and the Komnen family's eagle standard fell sadly amidst blood and fire. In 1192, Tiberius on the banks of the Cura River welcomed two extraordinary guests. Alexius Komnen, a name born to bear the destiny of an empire, was forced to make his judgment before the end times. Would he follow in the footsteps of the old gods into destruction, or would he build a new order upon the ruins? His choice would determine the ultimate answer to Roman civilization. ——————Book Club: 809500903 (Welcome to join and discuss)

By 1204, the Byzantine Empire had crumbled, and its sole heirs, Nicaea, Epirus, and Trebizond, were still embroiled in infighting, completely forgetting their past grievances. In Constantinople, the Latin tyrant proclaimed himself emperor of the Romans, while in the north, the Bulgars were rampaging, greedily devouring the empire's legacy, and the Turks were also stirring, eager to gnaw at its flesh. Meanwhile, in the far east, a latent force, the Mongols, was quietly rising. The empire's collapse seemed utterly irreversible, but how would Justinian reverse the tide and raise the banner of revival once more?