Rune, a mediocre wizarding apprentice whose future hangs in the balance, suddenly finds himself transported to another world… “Transportation by horse? Duels by sword?” “So-called noble knights… are nothing more than a bunch of muscular, weak-willed brutes?” A sly smile crept across Rune’s lips. “In the wizarding world, you call me apprentice, and I won’t argue…” “But in this ignorant Middle Ages, what should you call me?”

[Readers can submit characters + ensemble cast + unlimited resources + exciting team battles] Rick transmigrates to Warhammer 40K and arrives in the demon world of Calem. Just as he is about to be killed by Abaddon's claw, he awakens a wishing system.

Wish 1: Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Editor.

Wish 2: Doraemon's four-dimensional pocket.

Wish 3: Conceptual God-level Healing Spell: Healing, Resurrection, Purification, Modification of Will!

Wish 4: Conceptual God-level Replication Technique: The ability to replicate anything with a simple touch.

[Ding! Host detected as too shameless, system is unbinding..........]

Abaddon: Huh? Why aren't you dead?

Rick: Because I am immortal!

Emperor: Could you help me restore my damaged body?

Rick: Yellow weasel, you can't afford the price I'm going to pay.

Vashtor: Please, please let me see that prop again! I'll do anything you ask!

Rick: Sure, but you'll have to join my Third Reich Equipment Research and Development Bureau first.

Khorne: You're very strong, join me.

Rick: What are you barking about? Take this Psionic Blow!

Tzeentch: It's all fate...

Rick: Riddler, take this Psionic Bullet!

Nurgle: You bastard! Give me back Isa!

Rick: What do you mean "your"? That's my wife! Take this Psionic Bullet!

Isa, the Goddess of Life: Our daughter has run off again with the props you gave her.

Rick: It's okay, the kids will come back on their own when they're tired of playing.

The Silent King: Please save my entire clan.

Rick: No problem, be my henchman and henchman and I'll save your entire clan.

Hive Will: There's a cheater in this world!

Rick: All you bugs, die!

[Pseudo DND rules + Collecting Faith + Priest Becoming a God + Lord of the Crystal Wall System]

Lord of the Dawn: Nord, could you please tell me why the believers you developed cannot provide me with any faith value?

Ice and Snow Goddess: Nord, who do you support in your heart?

Grand Duke of the Devil: Nord, why don’t the souls of the believers you recruited enter the River Styx after death?

Demon Lord: Nord, you seem to have a familiar smell. We must be half-brothers!

…

A dark cave, a mysterious altar, a giant burning crucible, a group of fanatical cultists, and priests who seemed to be preparing some evil ritual...

Nord, whose consciousness had just returned to his body, was about to face the Shura scene of being thrown into a crucible burning with blazing flames.

Looking at the tragic scene of people being thrown into the crucible one after another, Nord was really anxious...

Oh? So there's another option?

Well, don’t think about it, I agree!

…

Many years later, Nord discovered that the so-called God was nothing more than this.

In this case, I have the divinity, the godhead, and I have mastered a few laws. My believers are spread all over the world. Who wouldn't want to ignite the divine fire and become a true God?

Huh? What did you say? The True God is just getting started?

Li Changsheng transmigrated to the world of cultivation and became a low-level spiritual farmer.

In this world where the strong rule and the weak are prey to the strong, Li Changsheng lived in constant fear and trepidation.

Fortunately, a book about the passage of time changed his fate.

By burning one month's lifespan, one can gain a year's worth of cultivation insights into a skill, allowing Li Changsheng to instantly master skills such as alchemy, weapon crafting, array formations, various spells, puppetry, and spiritual food, easily earning a large amount of resources.

In the cultivation world, resources are paramount. Li Changsheng, possessing abundant resources, broke through one major cultivation realm after another, and his lifespan continued to increase, allowing him to touch upon the true path to immortality.

After countless years, in the mansion of the Immortal Venerable of Immortality.

Li Changsheng sat on his throne, embracing the most beautiful woman in the celestial realm, and drunkenly shouted to the many dancers below, "Keep the music playing, keep dancing..."

One day, many doors suddenly appeared in the world.

At the same time, a power called "Truth" resonates throughout the world.

Someone awakens to the truth of Newton, the father of mechanics, and learns the magic of manipulating gravity to make things fall from the sky.

Someone awakens to the truth of Oppenheimer, the nuclear demon: with a wave of his hand, a city falls into desolation.

Some have awakened to the truth of the banished immortal Li Bai, singing and drinking to admire the snow-covered sword, soaring straight to the heavens to grasp the moon.

Some have awakened to the truth of Azathoth, the god of blindness and folly, and wish to shroud the world in a fog of delusion.

Science, literature, theology... When all the familiar written words become incredible and extraordinary mysteries, where should we, in our ignorance and folly, go?

[Farming + Family-based + No System + Slow Burn + Not a Satisfying Story + No Mary Sue Character]

The Li family, possessing the symbiotic bloodline of spirit trees, faces a dwindling bloodline and surrounding powerful enemies. Li Muge, entrusted with a critical mission, cultivates a symbiotic relationship with the Azure Fire and the Wutong Tree, using fire-attribute techniques to scorch the heavens and boil the seas. During cultivation, the fire spirit is as close to his own limbs as he commands. Connected to the Nine Aperture Spirit Vine, his comprehension greatly increases, allowing him to easily overcome the shackles of cultivation. He leads his family in planting spirit trees, refining elixirs, exploring secret realms, and forming arrays with contracted spirit trees to reverse fate. He vows to cultivate a forest of immortality for the Li family on the intertwined chessboard of the five realms! This path to immortality is not only a bond between man and wood, but also an inextinguishable prairie fire of bloodline!

Transmigration is like entering hell mode. In the first year of the Chongzhen Emperor's reign, a severe drought had begun in northern Shaanxi. For the next ten years, the land would be barren, and starving people would fill the fields! Li Wuyou had barely opened his eyes when trouble struck. Eating, drinking, and clothing were all luxuries. Fortunately, the [Druid Class Panel] was activated, allowing him to grow stronger by planting trees! No food? Plant chestnut trees, and the fruit would be plentiful. No water? Invent a water-absorbing tree, whose roots would connect directly to a sweet spring. No clothes? Cultivate a cotton-silk tree, with cotton threads hanging directly from its branches. When bandits, government troops, and even the Jurchen invaders trampled in, war treants rose from the ground, their roots as spears and their branches as shields! He had only one creed: plant trees. The Ming Dynasty could not stop them, the rebel army could not crush them, and the Eight Banners' scimitars could not cut them! Starting from northern Shaanxi, one green tree after another stubbornly spread until it covered the entire Loess Plateau. When the Yellow River, turbid for millennia, reflected a clear blue sky for the first time, and when the eyes of millions of desperate disaster victims rekindled with the flame of life, Li Wuyou knew that the history of the Ming Dynasty's demise had been completely rewritten by the green tide he had personally cultivated!

(Completed, no romance, invincible, silly, face-slapping, mindless fun)

Qing Jiujiu, upon transmigrating, was immediately bound to an invincible system!

Before she knew it, she had crawled into her master's bed and was fast asleep.

Master: ? ? ?

The entire sect was in an uproar!

The eldest brother, the second brother, the third brother, the fourth brother... all 108 brothers were astonished!

Of all the beds, why did my junior sister have to sleep in Master's bed?

In an instant, they all knelt down and begged for mercy.

Just when everyone thought that Qing Jiujiu would definitely be expelled from the sect.

[Ding! Your cultivation level has increased by ten years!]

[Ding! Reward: Peerless Sword Technique!]

With a shout of "Sword, come!", Qing Jiujiu, holding a rattle drum, swung it backhand.

Zixia Peak collapsed, collapsed, collapsed...

The seemingly useless junior sister, who had been a disciple for a hundred years with zero cultivation, was actually the strongest in the sect!

Lin En, a man not originally from this world, unexpectedly transmigrated into the wizarding world as an ordinary apprentice. This marked the beginning of his thrilling journey of growth. In a dark and damp room, he painstakingly yet resolutely practiced meditation, excelling in the wizard apprenticeship assessment and successfully embarking on the path of becoming a wizard.

However, the wizarding world is fraught with danger and undercurrents. Envious of his talent, his peers seek to sabotage him, while sinister forces lurk in the shadows, coveting his power. Can Lin En forge ahead in his studies of wizardry, progressing from a fledgling apprentice to a reigning wizard? In this perilous world, how will he uncover the truth behind the mysteries and write his own legend?

Lin Tuo quit his job and returned to the countryside, trying to reopen the martial arts gym in this era of decline of martial arts.

There was a mysterious sand table in his old house.

In the sand table, is a modern city that is constantly in motion.

Observing carefully, he found that it was exactly the same as the city where he had worked and lived for several years, Yangcheng!

Lin Tuo moved his face forward and bent down curiously.

Countless citizens on the street raised their heads in astonishment and looked towards the sky.

“I’m not mistaken, am I? What’s in the sky..how..a face appeared?!”