"Next, please let us interview the new champion of the Hoenn region, Lowe, about his victory~"

Lowe: "Recently, rumors have been circulating that I've had improper relationships with various female trainers, including Lusamine, president of the Aether Foundation; Lillie, the eldest daughter; Chrysanthemum, the leader of the Raven Gym; and Sinnoh champion Kazeran. I solemnly declare that the above rumors are pure nonsense. Please do not continue to spread such false rumors. I'm afraid that my family, including Kamennite, Gardevoir, Sylph, Jackrabbit, and Capu Butterfree, will misunderstand me. The above..."

A story about a single mother who dies suddenly from overwork and travels through the world of Pokémon, collecting Pokémon along the way and saving the world to win the championship...

...What? You said that now that you are successful and famous, shouldn’t you consider your lifelong event?

I already have Pokémon, so why would I need a girlfriend? Ladies, wives, young ladies, trainers, and champion ladies, please respect yourselves!

In high school, students learn swordsmanship and other combat techniques. Quantitative indicators of physical fitness are an important criterion for university admission. Combat ability is a key subject. These are clearly standard urban martial arts styles. But can anyone tell me what the heck is that giant roadside advertisement for a mixed-race potion? Is the swordsmanship teacher from the Demon Slayer world, or the Pirate World? A new, incredibly popular restaurant has opened next door, and rumor has it that the chef is one of the ten most talented graduates from Totsuki. I turned on the TV, and it was broadcasting news about a meeting between the mayor and the head of Konoha Village. Celebrating the tenth anniversary of diplomatic relations between our city and Konoha. Something's a bit off about the style of this martial arts world.

Free access to the latest chapters and full text of the classic novel "I Woke Up and I Was the Only One in the World Who Knew Pokémon?" by the author (Shuai Xiaohaizhi). This site is updated regularly and is ad-free. Welcome to read the novel: Yao Feng wakes up to find the world has changed dramatically, with extra Pokémon and extra memories. What's going on? This Pokémon advent novel features a slow-paced, daily routine. There are competitions and face-offs, but not too many. The main storyline focuses on introducing the various Pokémon. The protagonist is not overly powerful, and there is only one female lead. Key Points: This story focuses on the heartwarming, everyday moments and small stories between Pokémon and humans. Readers who enjoy dark and savage stories should avoid this. Warning: Due to the author's immature writing style, the characters may feel a bit disconnected in the early and middle stages...

"It's impossible for me to get out of the bath, I'll never get out of the bath in my life. My skin gets itchy as soon as I leave the water, I can only maintain this state of life by lying in the bathtub. Everyone in the pool is amazing, there are water dragons, killer whales, sharks, and they all speak so nicely, I love it here." A certain transmigrator surnamed Gu said this while being held by mon3tr.

Screen One] "Host, your fishing game today is pretty realistic. You start with one boat and don't even give me a paddle." "Hahaha, I'm done laughing! I think this is more like a survival game." Faced with the teasing from the netizens in the livestream, the host's face flushed, but he forced himself to remain calm. "Brother, trust me..." Before he could finish his words, a large ship approached from behind, its flag bearing a red skull. A tall man with short red hair stood at the prow, his black cape fluttering. "Want to be a pirate? My name is Shanks..." With a casual move, he slashed at the sea. In an instant, the sea split, resembling an abyss. [Screen Two] The world's greatest swordsman, Hawkeye Mihawk, shattered sixteen pirate ships with a single strike... [Screen Three] Red-Haired Shanks meets the world's strongest man. With a casual clash of hands, the clouds swirled back, and the sky crumbled!

"Now, a brief interruption: a war criminal named Lu Qian. It is alleged that he committed crimes including, but not limited to, those listed below: 'Turning his own customers into food in his restaurant;' 'Connecting sewage pipes to the city's drinking water system to boost healthcare stock prices;' 'Using neutron beams to brutally annihilate an entire planet of aliens…' Citizens, please be wary of this heinous war criminal." Lu Qian stared blankly at his own photo in the marketing article. He just made a game, how could he be a war criminal? The next day, Lu Qian solemnly clarified in the *Game Observer*: "Who said I'm a war criminal? The games we make always promote truth, goodness, and beauty; it's just that players have misunderstood. Besides, I haven't been caught, how could I be a war criminal!"

The Warhammer universe is a world where technology and psychic power clash, where advancement and backwardness blend. And the Celestial Clock, a top-level, dreamlike artifact from the Super God Universe capable of simulating the entire universe, is a magical artifact. If an ordinary, incorruptible Earthling were to travel to the Warhammer universe with the Clock, what would his fate be, and what sparks would emerge?

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!

During a battle against the Tyranid vanguard, Kayle Fallon was infected by a unique gene-devouring virus. Instead of destroying him, the virus merged with him, granting him a terrifying ability—to plunder the traits, memories, and even portions of the power of powerful beings by devouring their genetic essence.

Zhou Yan, a workshop technician, transmigrated into a clone of the Third Legion's Primarch, Vorgrim. "Damn it, Vorgrim, you've betrayed the working class!" "The Imperium is a corrupt empire, and the new humans are still humans... who's in favor, who's opposed!" "Some guy named Caul created a Legion of Primarch Space Marines for Guilliman... Byr, what do you think?" "Our overall strategy is to defend the Imperium's holy frontier, develop into the Imperium's dark side... sweep away the defeated Tyranid tentacles, and avoid the Necropolis of the Space Necropolis before we grow stronger... and most importantly, gather 18 Tyranid War Maidens!" After the Great Rift that tore the galaxy open, Zhou Yan led his newly formed legion to develop and grow, and the second human regime (warning: not the second Imperium) rose from the Galactic Far East!