[Leisurely] Li Qing transmigrated, his identity one of nobility—the son of a city lord! But at the start, not only did he lose all his original memories, but he also nearly woken up naked, almost lying dead in the streets! A system? An old man? A cheat code? He searched high and low, examining his entire body, but only found a jade pendant engraved with the character "Qing." Until a torrential downpour—a mysterious notification sounded in his mind: [Water Control Technique: 1%] The rain became his sharpest blade, his strongest shield. He initially thought this was an ordinary ancient world, but gradually discovered: There is a martial arts world, sects, and martial arts—a truly low-level martial arts world. And with his [Water Control Technique], he had already stood at the pinnacle of martial arts, revered as a grandmaster! A green robe fluttered in the wind, a gourd hung at his waist. And… a slightly delicate two-foot-long sword? (Although the style was a bit effeminate.) He traveled thousands of miles south to find his relatives, wandered through the conflicts of the martial arts world, and incidentally raised an empress. Who is he? The passersby were all astonished, bowing their heads and whispering – "The Green-Clad Sword Immortal, Li Qing!"

Li Qingxuan arrives in a fantasy world and is rescued by a masked woman. The two become husband and wife, living a peaceful and happy life, except that his wife never lets him see her face.

One day, his wife suddenly disappeared, and there was no news of her since…

Three years later, a fully armed team arrived at Li Qingxuan's thatched hut.

The leading Valkyrie was a beauty of unparalleled grace and charm.

She went into Li Qingxuan's room, looked at the portrait Li Qingxuan had painted of his wife, and fell silent.

Do you live here alone?

Where is your wife?

You waited for her for three years, was it worth it?

Wayne Layton initially thought he would experience a leisurely, peaceful development through farming, but he never expected to be greeted by a turbulent upheaval across the entire continent. Caught in the storm, what choices will he make?

Transmigrated into the body of a prince, only to be banished to a wasteland where even grass can't grow? No problem! As a top engineer, knowledge is power! Barbarian cavalry are strong? Sorry, my Maxim machine gun emplacements will handle any challenge! Enemy city walls are formidable? Men, bring up my 800mm "Staff of God" cannons! The Western Papacy wants to cause trouble? My steel fleet has arrived at port; even Jesus couldn't stop them, I'm telling you! Starting with burning cement and smelting steel, I'll build a super empire on this wasteland, a empire whose technology crushes the entire world!

An ordinary modern college student unexpectedly becomes entangled with a mysterious quantum force, forming a deep connection with his counterpart, Caesar, on the otherworldly continent of Atmura. A sudden, cross-dimensional connection erupts, and he is plunged without warning into this fantastical world—a land of warring states, where dazzling magic mingles with sharp swords, dragons soar and tear through the sky, and wondrous beasts lurk in dense forests and valleys. Every inch of this land is steeped in conflict and legend, completely overturning his understanding of the world.

A sudden crisis forces him into a perilous adventure. Left alone and helpless, he must rely on his modern knowledge to survive in a chaotic world overrun by magic. But his path is never smooth. He frequently confronts the continent's laws of the strong, becoming increasingly perplexed by the boundaries of good and evil: does the rise of the strong lead to rampant plunder and trampling of life, or to protecting humanity and ending war? Power itself is neither right nor wrong; it is the choices of the heart that determine the course of good and evil. This philosophical question leads him to pause and reflect repeatedly on his path to becoming stronger.

Meanwhile, the fog of fate constantly shrouds him, and he repeatedly questions himself: Is this transmigration a coincidence of quantum chance, or is it preordained? What is his mission in this world? Is it to drift along and eke out a living, or to shoulder an unknown mission and rewrite the world? Confusion and struggle intertwine, exploration and progress go hand in hand. When modern wisdom collides with ancient magic, when the confusion of mission clashes with the ambition to conquer, can he break through the shackles of fate, clarify the true meaning of good and evil, stir up the winds of change on the continent with his otherworldly knowledge, conquer nations, awe all races, and ultimately ascend to the summit of Atmura to become the new king who rules the era?

From the Stone Age to cosmic conquest, from the Vatican Cathedral to the Titans of the galaxy, from old slums to Void Gods, your infamy is known to all. You instigate wars, slaughter civilians, commit genocide, trample the law, and disregard justice... You are utterly wicked, more bloodthirsty and cruel than Khorne, more cunning than Tzeentch. You blew up a mind-ending device in Antarctica, drank fel energy with the Burning Legion, confronted the Dark God in the Void, and fought alongside the Primarch. Only after everything had calmed down did the belated crossover chat group system finally add you. Jiang Cheng typed a small message: "Hello everyone, newbie seeking guidance." ————————This book contains numerous modifications, secondary settings, and OCCs. Enjoy the reading, please don't take it too seriously.

Upon landing, Ron knew perfectly well what kind of universe he was in. Danger lurked everywhere, darkness and despair reigned, hope was fading, and everything was on the verge of destruction, sliding at light speed towards a massive crater. As an ordinary person with a few "special abilities," Ron had originally planned to live a quiet life in the Lower Nest, scavenging for scraps, taking on quests, and simply passing the days until he died. But… fate, sometimes, is unpredictable. It's like not knowing you'll find the Primarch when you go out. And a resurrected infant version at that. ———————— Many years later. "I really did intend to just sit around doing nothing at first, but who would have thought I'd accidentally save the world?" Imperial Chancellor, Deputy Chancellor, Chief Psychic...

[Warhammer + Cooking Crew + A Little Bit of Cheat Codes]

An accident brought Luo Chuan to this world full of despair, killing, and betrayal.

Become a wandering cook in the Star Guardians.

You can earn rewards simply by cooking and completing system tasks.

Different dishes, depending on their ingredients, can enhance physical strength, spiritual energy, and resistance to the temptations of evil gods.

Extremely special materials can even be elevated to godhood, making it possible for emperors to get up from the toilet.

Good heavens, from the Astronauts to the Imperial Guard, and even the Primarchs, everyone is going crazy for him.

What? Food safety? What's that? If there's a problem with the ingredients, just smash them and everything will be fine.

If you dare to eat it, I dare to make it.

Our motto is to eat and drink well, and we don't allow anyone to ask how the food is made.

AK-wielding, flip-flops on the feet. Punching the Middle Eastern tyrant, kicking the free America. Firing missiles, bombing aircraft carriers, launching drones, intercepting stealth aircraft! We have enough weapons; the only question is whether the enemy has enough targets to bomb!

Zhang Yuan wakes up to find himself drenched in acid rain from the Warhammer 40K universe. Good news: he's been picked up by a grumbling, down-on-his-luck old merchant ronin who, in his drunken stupor, has changed the name of his family's "empire's strongest financial product"—the Merchant Ronin Agreement—to Zhang Yuan's! Bad news: the Orks are here, and the old man, to cover him, charges into the Orc horde with the "Last Laugh" pistol (the real "Last Laugh"), which has a 30% misfire rate. To save a little kid, Zhang Yuan swings a lightweight alloy door panel—as light as a takeout cooler lid—at the Orks. But to the Orks, it instantly transforms into a "giant sword radiating the holy light of the Second Brother!" The more the Orks fear him, the harder he swings, carving out the title of "Emperor's Chosen" and turning the hive into "Zhang Yuan's Pleasure House" with his worshippers. Until the new planetary governor, rubbing his hands together, packaged him and his two remaining disabled brothers as a "tithing special" and sent them to the Astronomical Army. Upon boarding, the female Inquisitor, who always assigned him "suicidal" missions, unexpectedly found his exposed trade agreement—it appeared to be stained with the Emperor's old nasal blood… no, the Holy Blood Seal! Now, the Inquisitor is frantically running to verify this "noble installment contract." If valid, Zhang Yuan, whom the governor had just thrown onto the battlefield like trash, might soon return to use the Longfellow family's interstellar treasury to buy the governor's golden toilet to use as a chamber pot. "If only I had stuffed in a couple more green toes when it was buy-one-get-two-free…"—a governor, slumped in the rain, was contemplating a cosmic-level financial blunder.