Ed, who has transmigrated to a bizarrely mutated other world, relies on his innate ability to summon "players" from his original world to work for him. He describes his creations as "magical nuclear-powered donkeys"—a concoction of flesh, bone fragments, a nearly complete brain, all held together by vines and infused with a soul from another dimension. He affectionately calls them the "Pieced-Together People."

Just as Ed is planning to relax and let his players do all the work, he discovers that things are taking a strange turn. His players reveal that their own world is being eroded, and even more shockingly, the skills they learn in this game-like world can be used in reality. As nations from their world begin sending agents to learn from him, Ed, who is mistaken for some kind of cyber-instructor, finds himself reluctantly pushed into a position of great power. He exclaims, "How can I possibly take on the role of the Lord of Order? You've all brought me nothing but trouble!"

In the prosperous oriental city, there is a small martial arts hall that attracts the world’s strongest players.

The charge there is high, even if it is just a one-minute chat with the owner, it costs 8888 yuan.

There are no regular business operations there, and the museum is open for at most a few hours a day, and it is closed at intervals of three to five.

The service there is very bad, and the trainees do not get advice from the master all the year round, and they don’t even send out a practice uniform.

However, it is such a wonderful little martial arts museum, but every day there are countless strong people who want to join, even if they just go in for cleaning.

One day, the president of the Global Warrior Association, who has lived in the mountains for many years, visited this museum.

“Baba is going to make a birthday cake for me today. It’s very busy. Come and wait in line tomorrow.” A delicate and lovely little girl said gruffly.

When Qin Feng was piloting the Yunlong for a space jump, he accidentally fell into a black hole and came to a bizarre world of cultivating immortals.

What kind of monster will be born when the fruits of scientific and technological civilization collide and merge with the foundation of immortal civilization?

If you don't have spiritual roots, then you can rely on your own efforts. Use biopharmaceutical technology combined with the recipe of Qi Ling Dan to create Qi Ling sustained-release capsules.

If there is no magic herb, then we should be down-to-earth and use gene editing and scientific cultivation to turn ordinary herbs into treasures.

…

Many years later, Qin Feng looked down at the Three Thousand Worlds and slowly said to his disciples, "You must remember that science and technology will always be the primary productive force!"

"Hmm, the outer city will be based on the Wall from Game of Thrones." "And the inner city will be based on Minas Tirith, the city of kings from The Lord of the Rings." "Right, right, both the inner and outer walls will be covered in vibranium armor from the Marvel Universe." "No moat for the outer city? What are you doing, Fengdu? Hurry up and surround the River of Oblivion! Hey Anubis, you're just floating around, aren't you bored? Use desert terrain outside the moat, and quickly deploy your wolf-headed death army on the front line! Anubis, Scorpion King, Imhotep, you three don't need to enter the city, just guard the front line, you won't die anyway!" "Dragon Emperor, your troops..."

Lin Yi was born into an ordinary Foundation Establishment family in Lingyun City. By chance, he obtained the inheritance of alchemy and eventually reached the peak of the cultivation world through his continuous efforts.

Lin Qi, inexplicably transported to a fantasy world, unexpectedly became bound to the priceless Book of a Hundred Lifetimes. After death, his soul could remain constant, reincarnating into his own family lineage, inheriting his previous life's talents, physique, and possessions! As long as his bloodline continued, his life would endure! When the kingdom's viscounts were selecting knights for honor, I wasn't chosen because I was a peasant who couldn't afford white bread; when princesses and princes awakened their magical powers to become wizards, I didn't, because I wasn't born in the empire; when dragon bloodlines reached adulthood and ascended to the fifth ring of wizards, ruling over a region, I didn't advance, because I wasn't a descendant of dragons; when celestial saints were born and achieved the legendary seventh ring, looking down upon the mortal world, I didn't achieve anything, because I didn't possess the favor of divine power… Until a hundred lifetimes had passed, through numerous marriages and inheriting his talents, Lin Qi lacked nothing! Looking back, how…