Ye Feng, who had just entered the research institute, awakened the technology amplification system, which could amplify all his inventions!

As a result, the art style underwent a complete transformation!

I received a task to modify a military knife.

But when everyone looked at the lightsaber in Ye Feng's hand, they couldn't believe it!

Is the sniper rifle's power insufficient and needs adjustment?

A few days later, Ye Feng pulled out a 60mm sniper rifle and leveled a hill with a single shot, shocking the generals and commanders across the country!

Is 22nm the current limit for lithography machines?

After debugging, the accuracy reached an astonishing 0.1nm, crushing the global technological level!

Is the bulletproof vest not strong enough?

Ye Feng, clad in mechanical armor, descended from the sky!

...

Xiong Guo: We will unconditionally meet all of Long Guo's technological needs from now on, we only ask Ye Shen for a blueprint!

America: Others have spaceships at our doorstep, and you still say we're technologically superior?

He was transported to Warhammer 40k, but Shen Ping didn't cry like a jerk who'd had his toes stepped on.

Because his hanger is a bit too big.

A nascent virtual realm, omnipotent spiritual energy, a rudimentary yet highly efficient wish-granting panel.

"Darkness, despair, and a future where only war remains?"

"Then it's my turn to save everything!"

"To restore humanity's glory is our inescapable duty!"

Starting from this feudal planet, let's stir up the entire universe!

Yang Xu, a young man from the 21st century, accidentally travels to the Tang Dynasty with a system. Watch as he uses the system to build a modern city in the Tang Dynasty and, under his guidance, gradually transform the Tang Dynasty into a true center of the world.

New author, new book.

Chen Qi, a third-year archaeology student at Yenching University, fell into a bottomless pit while trying to save a couple in his team during a field archaeological expedition. When he regained consciousness, he found himself as a naked baby. He had transmigrated!

After transmigrating, Chen Qi became the third prince of the Great Yuan Empire. To escape the palace intrigues, he left the palace and embarked on a wondrous journey to another world!

I was transported to another world and became a lord named Fanel.

I thought I could enjoy a wonderful life and embrace it.

But tell me, why are nobles so corrupt too? Not a single one of them is a traitor!

Saving the world and defeating the Demon King—aren't those tasks for heroes? Why don't you guys just sit idly by? What are you all doing?!

What does it mean that humans attacked the demons and casually burned down the elven forest? What does it mean that they slew the dragon and casually destroyed the dwarven kingdom?

What?! What did you say?! The external war is over, now it's a civil war?!

A fantasy farming adventure, a lord's journey! Transmigrating to a world of martial arts and magic, Monica inherits a meager fortune and becomes a small lord in a remote countryside. The land is barren, bandits roam freely, and the population is sparse. At first, Monica only wants to be a carefree, leisurely noblewoman at home…

He traveled through a game world set in a magical remake of World War I, becoming a hapless imprisoned man in London. Luckily, he knew the plot well and possessed a cheat code that allowed him to replicate other people's abilities. Since fate had already condemned him to a life sentence, he decided to set the mountain on fire. "Miss Witch, how can you govern a country with these insects?" "Madam, you don't want your general husband to discover you're a spy for the Six Nations, do you?" "Go ahead, Princess, what are you hesitating about? Failure is treason, success is revolution!" "You ask what's on board? Nothing, just a few thousand guns... Arms smuggling? Don't slander me! I'm clearly supporting a just cause!" ... and so on. By establishing a secret organization, operating an underground industry, weaving a spy network, and collecting hardcore...

[Farming and Development] [War and Plunder] [Interdimensional Invasion]

waaagh!

Traverse a world teeming with gods, wielding the war dragon banner, and grow stronger with every fight! Even the timid mushroom man can evolve into a gigantic orc!

Orc boy—Brutal Orc—Dark Orc—Big Orc—Orc Warlord, born and raised in the land, delighted by war!

More numerous than swarms of insects, stronger than dragons, and armed with weapons more powerful than dwarves, let the green tide engulf the world! waaagh!

[Farming + Warhammer Fantasy + War + Slow Pace]

The shadow of the end has loomed over the century-long countdown, and the chaotic torrent is about to breach the world's dams. Demons roar, tearing reality apart, nations crumble in the flames of war, and even the highest gods cannot escape their fate of demise.

Who can reverse this doomed fate?

"Humans? They're as fragile as paper, not a single one of them is worth a fight!"

"Pointy ears? All they do is fight amongst themselves and gossip, they're such useless sissies!"

"Short and timid? Hiding in holes like turtles, just a bunch of shut-ins getting moldy!"

A green-skinned orc with bared fangs spat, surveying the battlefield with disdain. Behind him stretched an endless mass of massive black orcs, their muscular bodies laden with spoils; there were night goblin fanatics wielding bone spikes, their crimson eyes burning with Waaaaagh flames; there was the Queen Spider, a mobile fortress, her eight legs sending debris flying wherever they stepped; there were the Great Techies carrying booming firearms, their strange devices crackling with electricity—even the legendary ancient space machine, supposedly floating in the clouds, hummed and followed behind the green-skinned army.

When the soul of the transmigrator collided with this green-skinned body born for war, and when the cold system interface met the green-skinned man's greatest "I think" technique, a wonderful chemical reaction erupted.

The orc suddenly raised his giant axe, its blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight, and a deafening roar echoed through the heavens and earth:

"I think—to save this wretched world, we still need our big green skins!"

"From this day forward, I am the savior!"

"Waaaaagh!"

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!