Duanmu Yan transmigrated. Knowing nothing about Solaris, he had to join Everard Bank to survive. Every day, he not only had to work intensely but also deal with inspections from his superiors. "Actually, Miss Duanmu, you're really tall." "Nothing happened between Miss Cantrela and me; I just slept at her place." "You ask who that blond guy standing so close to me is? There are two blond guys here, one is a female sports student, and the other is a magical girl. Who are you talking about, Miss Duanmu?" "Zane? Uh… my relationship with her is very pure." "By the way, Miss Duanmu. This is something Miss Cantrela specially asked me to bring you. It's supposedly her own stewed beef and potatoes; I hope you like it."… The next day, Duanmu Yan was fired for stepping into the company with his left foot first.

Transmigrating into the world of Douluo Continent, Lin Yao suffered the massacre of his entire family at the age of five, the murderer being an exiled evil spirit master. A year later, he awakened the Three-Eyed Golden Lion Martial Soul, and at that moment, the death knell tolled on the fate of the Holy Spirit Cult. He vowed to kill all evil spirit masters in the world.

Yang Jing, through a stroke of luck, transmigrated to a chaotic dynasty ravaged by war, becoming a favored peasant boy. His family scrimped and saved to support his martial arts training, but his innate talent was ordinary, destined for mediocrity and disappointment. However, Yang Jing discovered that he only needed to cultivate his martial arts techniques to a critical point to break through to a higher realm.

This means that what is extremely dangerous for others poses no risk to Yang Jing.

He is destined to rise to the highest level of power!

During the freshman orientation class at the Royal Capital Magic Academy, a professor addressed the students below the podium: "Magic isn't just about unleashing a cheap fireball with a staff." "Potions, scrolls, runes... mastering any one of them is enough to call yourself a magician." Only one? Roy glanced at the rows of spells, magical items, potions, magic swords, and other magical creations in his mental magic database and couldn't help but raise his hand: "Professor, what if I mastered them all?" The professor turned to Roy: "Then you can call yourself a Grand Archmage."