(Orange) Reincarnated in another world, I'm a beautiful female knight in black stockings. Faced with danger, what kind of martial virtues does a female knight need to protect herself? Wear the thickest armor, take the hardest hits, then rebound. Stealth, flash, group silence. Play dead, sneak attacks, set traps, art is explosion. I actually don't understand any of this, I'm a noble and righteous female knight. What? You ask the victims why they don't speak? Because those who have fallen to my sword are either forever silent or have become my wives...

[Golden finger, no system, invincible, no heroine! ]

The ancestor of Kuixing Sect broke through his retreat and accidentally entered a mysterious space...

He looked at the ever-changing liquid around him in astonishment, his eyes widening: "Is this... is this immortal energy?"

"wrong!"

The next second, before he could even finish his words, the surroundings changed unpredictably, and the essence of the creation of the world rushed into his body crazily. Before he could react, he fell into a coma.

…

One hundred thousand years passed in the blink of an eye, and the aura emitted by a figure shattered the space. When he returned to the sect, he found that the sect was gone!

…

How the strongest physical cultivator leads a few people to shock the world!

Chen Yan died countless times.

Every time he dies, he will be reborn with his cultivation to a certain day in his long life.

With overlapping cultivation and overlapping memories.

However, reincarnation is not salvation, but will push him into deeper despair——

"Brother, what is the end of the immortal path?"

Chen Yan didn't know how many times he had answered this question, and he had never given the same answer even once:

"It's a cage, an abyss of reincarnation from which there is no escape."

Reincarnated in another world, turned into a shrine maiden, and started with a broken shrine.

I thought that I would cheat some incense money every day, and the days would be very nourishing.

But she discovers that this world is not normal!

You call a cat a Soul Eater, thinking it eats people's souls?

The girl said while petting the cat:

You have a problem with your brain, you need my imperial guard to calm your mind, today is on sale, only 998, half price for the second ticket!

What? You say that my shrine is dedicated to evil gods? It's a joke.

Wait a minute! I just want to make money, I don't want you to be a bad bastard! This ojo is just an ordinary amulet, not a gift from an evil god!

At the Continental Alliance Conference, reporters looked at the dignitaries attending the meeting. Their identities included but were not limited to the Empress of the Empire, the Saint of Janus' Gate, members of the Witch Society, the Witch Society's number one enemy, the Chosen Ones of the Gods, and so on. The reporter looked at Ryan standing aside and asked, "Mr. Ryan, how did you manage to facilitate this alliance meeting under such hostile conditions?" Ryan looked at the female characters he had nurtured and smiled, "Of course it was sincerity. As long as sincerity is enough, convincing them is not a difficult task."... This book is also known as: [I Nurtured Myself into a Game Character] [Real Men Should Play Female Characters] [Game Characters Are Not as Pretty as Me] [I Crossed Over to the Game World and Decided to Take the Top Position] [The Player Behind the Scenes]

Spring is the season of rebirth. The monsters of the swamp forest begin to stir. The demihumans along the reedy riverbanks sharpen sticks and build traps, waiting for prey. Human adventurers in the north carefully examine their wands and potions, preparing for a new year of exploration. In the shadows, the slime they regard as their prey watches all this unfold. It waits. Once its flying sword is forged, its dao is complete, and its foundation for another self is established, then its True Immortal Slime will be born. [Farming] [Easy]

(This is not a simple novel. I want to write a complete and realistic different world. The plot is fragmented and gradually pieced together from the perspective of the protagonist. It is a slow-paced novel that requires patience to read. It is not a cool novel.)

Kent traveled through time. This is a very clichéd plot, and what is even more clichéd is that he was just an extra brought along when he traveled through time with others... The people who traveled through time with him were either warriors, mages or shooters, and only Kent was a support... I thought I was going to be abandoned and start a counterattack, but they firmly reached out their hands to me.

Okay... then I'll use my abilities to protect them!

Lan Si, who was sent flying by the Supreme Hundred-Ton King to save someone, embarked on a journey across alternate worlds. However, he discovered that he was the only one who had transmigrated into a dragon, earning the new name Acharion Verminax Pantocratol and joining a happy family of quasi-DND true dragons. Then, in this snowy land where animals had vanished, plants had frozen, and only the endless silence and cold remained, practically a forbidden zone for life, he had to live a miserable life, eating dirt every day.

But the other Lan Si had transmigrated into beautiful girls! Their plight seemed no better than his. Lan Si, who had transmigrated into Ying, was sealed away by the law of nature, but she woke up within it... Lan Si, who had transmigrated into Altria, was destined to become the doomed King of Britain. It seemed that no matter what she did, the future was unchangeable. Lan Si, who had transmigrated into a beautiful white-haired, red-eyed undead girl, was imprisoned in the Undead Asylum, with no one to give her the key? She was going to be imprisoned like this until the world was destroyed...

None of this mattered. Acharion Wilminax Pantocratol Lansi believed that with his own strength, he and the other Lansi could all live happily ever after, sleeping together in the same bed! !

While the spires of the Starry City still condensed star tracks, and the lava in the volcanic zone chanted the Tome of the Elements, this world, drenched in the torrent of magic, clung to a millennium of unchanging magical supremacy—until Chloe, with Newton's Three Laws, shattered the otherworldly ceiling.

Despite being the only "Muggle" on the continent with zero magical affinity, she could deduce the trajectory of a dragon's flight in the library, dismantle a wand to reconstruct an unknown device, and even recite the wondrous principles of chemistry over boiling potions.

While traditional magicians still worshipped the elemental gods for favor, Chloe had already forged a steam-powered magical engine in the abandoned workshop of the Church of Truth, ushering in the Industrial Revolution.

Truth should be held in our own hands!

Gears and wands dance together, steam and heavy swords go hand in hand.

Times have changed, my lord!

(Already with over 10,000 subscriptions, see "Lord of the Mysteries" and "The Arcane Throne" as reference books.)

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[Containment Summoning + Cool but Not Brainless + Unlimited Upgrades + Farming Development] (Low Reading Requirements)

When countless travelers are thrown into this plane full of unknowns and opportunities, those who transcend will face different challenges. Here, people can choose their favorite faction and power system - some will join forces with legendary characters to embark on far-reaching voyages, some will command the elf army to conquer the world, and some will uphold destiny and constantly break through their own limits...

When the protagonist awoke from the chaos, he discovered that the highly anticipated and popular factions had already been chosen. Among the few remaining options, his gaze fell on a seemingly insignificant name: the Abnormal Management Bureau.

Only after he made his choice did he realize he started with only a pen, a pad of paper, and the only initially contained species: the Itch Monster?! While others had already mastered mythical beasts, mastered the elements, and roamed the new world, he chose to use words as his sword and rules as his shield, quietly writing the first word on the cover of the anomaly containment report.

No one knows that this seemingly simple beginning is quietly weaving a dream of an end beyond imagination.