The domineering CEO is past his prime, Messi has moved to Ligue 1, and now I've somehow become Cristiano Ronaldo's brother! Aren't all people named Ronaldo awesome? Why am I just a big, clumsy guy? Holy crap, you're not Ronaldo's brother, you're Balotelli's brother!!! Fang Jiawei joined the million-strong transmigration army, but something went wrong; the standard transmigration system is missing. Luckily, the guy he transmigrated into has a good cousin. 《This book has no system, slow pace, please don't read if you don't like that!!!》 Join group 732068645 (Little Spark)

[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…

In 1889, Xie Chang'an, whose soul originated in the modern era, opened his eyes to find himself as Pedro, the turbulent crown prince of the Brazilian Empire. The military's guns were already pointed at the palace, and the tide of republicanism surged through the streets. Facing this sinking ship, Xie Chang'an knew that history had given him only a dozen days.

But what he brought with him was a century's worth of insight and an iron fist.

He smiled and said to the rebel general, "You want to be president? Very well. But before that, let's first usher in an era for Brazil..."

From suppressing rebellions and reforming domestic affairs to forming alliances and expanding ruthlessly, Uruguay, Argentina, Peru… South American countries have bowed down one by one to modern military and diplomatic tactics.

When the new empire is proclaimed in Rio de Janeiro, the whole world will hear its declaration:

"The old world order is corrupt. From this day forward, the scepter of civilization shall be held by the new world!"

When modern engineer Levi transmigrates into the body of the impoverished second son of a nobleman on the French border, with his elder brother dead and his father critically wounded, he finds himself with only three days to prevent his family's annihilation. A ruthless enemy is closing in on the crumbling castle; what will he do? Fortunately, fate intervenes. The [War Lord System] that comes with his transmigration grants him the ability to see through territory data and imbues his soldiers with unwavering loyalty. In the Burgundian War, a conflict that will reshape the European landscape, Levi will use his modern management skills to reshape the medieval army, building an ironclad force in an era when firearms are still in their infancy. From a border baron to the Black Duke of Paris, his iron hooves will ultimately shatter the shackles of feudalism!

The plan is to write three sections. First, the Austro-Hungarian Empire: how did an empire with a first-rate geographical location, advanced industry, and profound culture, seemingly with extremely high potential, reach its peak, and where did that peak lie? Second, how did the Russian Empire reach its zenith? Third, the Ottoman Empire or Italy (not yet decided). Join the book's group (878578959) for discussion.

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.

Murad admitted that when he learned he had been transported to the Ottoman Empire in 1861 and was given the high-risk job of Crown Prince, he just wanted to escape the Ottoman Empire as soon as possible.

But as the titles bestowed upon him multiplied: Governor of Eastern Rumelia, Protector of the Circassians, Master of the Balkans, The Only Sun of Anatolia...

Murad turned his gaze toward the throne of the Sultan of the Empire.

Why can't I sit in the Sultan's position?

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[Slow pace] [Build an empire alongside the protagonist]

Traveling back to 1887, one becomes Crown Prince Wilhelm II of the German Empire. At this time, Wilhelm I is old and frail, the 100-day emperor hangs by a thread, and the Bismarckian system is on the verge of collapse. Facing the impending trap of world war, a new soul takes over the steering wheel of the empire.

1. When Lin Yan, a science and engineering student, opened his eyes, he found himself as Chamberlain at 10 Downing Street in 1939—a declaration of war against Germany lay on the table, and outside the window, the countdown to the collapse of British hegemony was underway. But clutching his Zippo (his only token of the future), he was determined to overturn the script and personally rebuild British glory at 10 Downing Street.

Intense pain forced me to open my eyes. After getting familiar with my surroundings, I realized I'd been transported to the body of a middle-aged German man. Damn, my mind wasn't listening, and I couldn't remember my own name. Apparently, I'd lost my memory. Fortunately, I knew I was Chinese. How did I know I was Chinese? Because my brain automatically converts the German I hear and see into Chinese. It also automatically converts the language I want to speak into German. The yellowed calendar marked the year: October 4, 1938. It seemed I had a new identity: Erich von Richthofen.