—For those readers who want to avoid pitfalls, this is a mixed fantasy novel with a single female protagonist and a slice-of-life story. The author believes that magic is not something that can be accomplished simply by imagination. Otherwise, what would those legendary mages who have been studying it for so long be researching? Therefore, it will contain a lot of complex magical academic theories.

—If you don't want to explore how magic comes about or how it's used, and feel it's pointless, you can leave.

—Those looking for a harem story can leave now. This is a single-character story with a female protagonist.

—Those who wanted to become gods can leave now. I just wanted to live a simple yet fulfilling life.

—It's set in the Middle Ages, but not that dark. It just illustrates that the world had a low level of productivity. The style of houses, clothing, etc., conforms to "ancient Western times." Don't force reality into it. If you're looking for dark stories, you can leave now.

—The characters are good people, the king is a good king; not everything is about tyranny and slavery. Reality is already hard enough, so I like good people, and I like happy endings. Those who want to find fault with the protagonist can leave now, because no one is targeting the protagonist, and there's no face-slapping.

—This work references many other works, but it's not a fanfiction of any particular work. I hope that since you're reading a novel, you'll take my version as the standard, since many fantasy works are based on games, and games are for playing, not for real life. There are many things I need to rationalize. If you can't accept this, you can leave.

—The opening has a connection to the world before the transmigration. If you feel that the poison is gone, you can leave directly. If you want to continue reading, I can clearly see that this connection, apart from the divine consciousness, does not affect the later text. So there is no need to teach me how to write novels and say that this part is superfluous. I wanted it to be there, so I wrote it.

Ian opened his eyes to find himself in the wizarding world, a wizarding apprentice in the Emerald Forest. Initially, the mediocre Ian only wanted to be a lowly apprentice, living peacefully in this dangerous world. However, he discovered that every time he perfected a skill, his talent increased. There were no limits, no restrictions. Mortal Level: Potential for transcendence, unremarkable. Silver Moon Level: Entering the transcendent realm, potential is visible. Sun Level: Like the sun, illuminating all directions. Law Level: Born a god, the world's darling. Royal Authority Level: Words become law, innate authority. Realm Level: Ruler of a plane, revered by all races. Deep Space Level: Travels freely through all realms. Civilization Level: The embodiment of civilization, illuminating all worlds. End Level: The origin of all things, the end of concepts.

Chapter 376 Constantine the Great (The Finale) In history, everything tends to return to its starting point. Because of Ivan's existence, or rather, the strength of the Russian Federation, World War I and World War II might have occurred sooner, or perhaps World War II wouldn't have happened at all. As the Emperor of the Russian Federation, the most esteemed Emperor Constantine I in the world, Ivan stood at this moment...

Dear Father Moran Anderson: Congratulations! Although you never smoked, you have been fortunate enough to be diagnosed with lung cancer at an age when your soul is still fresh. Unfortunately, your business of raising "Children of Hell" is not yet complete, and this Duke has been forced to invoke the "delayed death" clause. After all, these slippery little creatures are far less cuddly than they appear. Please ensure that they are regularly fed with delicious souls, whether human, demonic, or angelic. Don't forget to abide by the "Heaven-Hell Truce" and the "Exorcist Association Management Act." You wouldn't want Michael, Gabriel, and the others to know about our transaction, would you? If you have any further questions, you can consult this Duke directly in Hell. I look forward to the day when I can personally harvest your soul. ———Lucifer, the Arrogant Duke, you are trustworthy...

Bad news: Soran has traveled through time, to a world where the old gods have revived and apocalypse is imminent. Good news: He possesses a cheat code, the standard system for time travelers, allowing him to complete quests and earn rewards. Bad news: Before Soran could find his footing, he fell into a medically inexplicable coma, which lasted for over a decade and was heading towards a permanent state of unconsciousness. He was likely dying, and modern medicine was powerless. To survive, Soran plunged into the mystical world. Astrology, evil spirits, witches, the undead, the ocean, flesh and blood... the supernatural exists in every corner of this world. Amidst the tide of steam and machinery, airships, cannons, and great warships are rising. Divination, religion, prophecy, and mystery are never far away. The fragile order is now a faint flame, and martyrdom...

The well is about to dry up, and the hard-won stronghold is about to fall? Watch me level up! The land isn't fertile enough? The yield is too low? Watch me level up! Ordinary crops aren't profitable, and the territory's income is meager? Watch me level up! My soldiers are too weak, so I'll level them up too! Hmm! My body is still too weak, and my cultivation speed isn't fast enough! Hmm, I'll level myself up first... This is the story of a lucky second son of a minor noble family in the Death Sands who was assigned to a territory he won by chance! There is no mercy here, only death. What Allen needs to do is constantly level up and become stronger, ensuring his fist is big enough to make others die... Level up, strengthen, mass-produce troops, expand! Reclaim land, farm, manage, conquer! ... "Please! Stop expanding your territory! If you keep expanding, all of us kings will become your vassals!"

2015 was a brilliant era for Real Madrid, Barcelona, ​​and Bayern Munich, a time when countless prodigies began their dazzling careers in the football world!

In such a prosperous era, a thirty-year-old loser is once again disillusioned with England, lost in the hustle and bustle of London's streets.

His career seemed to be constantly mired in an abyss, and he never experienced the feeling of being believed by others.

Meanwhile, Claudio Ranieri, the tinkerer, an Italian who also seemed to have never achieved success in football, came to Leicester City to take over the relegation-threatened team.

Two people with similar and unfortunate fates and experiences came together by chance and worked hard to start a reverse growth in their careers!

Years later, when someone asked why he only showed his extraordinary talent at the age of thirty, a late bloomer, it was only then that people realized the truth.

Chen Yufeng replied, "There's no such thing as a late bloomer. I only remember eighteen years, six thousand five hundred and seventy days, playing for five different teams but only making ten appearances. I've never experienced the feeling of stepping onto the field as a starter!"

And it all started when a mascot, a mere tool, obtained a demonic contract...

He got into a heated argument with an extremist fan after kicking him in the opening moments.

With no connections or background, he could only take the blame. The road to rebuilding was fraught with difficulties, but the seventeen-year-old boy was not afraid at all.

Who would have thought that the midfield growth system would be awakened so quickly!

Thus, a monster striker with unparalleled speed, power, and ball control was born!

When he stepped onto the field of the top five leagues, cheers and jubilation surged forth like a tidal wave!

Champion, Golden Boot, Golden Ball, one after another!

Ronaldo: "A bit like me."

Cristiano Ronaldo: "He can rival me!"

[Squad Adventure][Pseudo-D&D][Hybrid Worldview] Raine arrived in a fantastical world and obtained the "Adventurer's Chronicle." Slaying monsters made him stronger, exploring made him stronger. From then on, he was unstoppable, becoming a low-level adventurer. From dark forest secrets to lost ancient ruins, from dungeons beneath the yellow sands to floating cities in the clouds. He traversed snow-capped mountains, forded valleys, paused beside the corpses of demon gods, and gazed into the distance from the backs of dragons. Until one day, he touched the supreme crown on his forehead, looked at the thousands of beings kneeling before him, and sighed deeply: Adventure has no end, adventure never stops.

When Zhou Ming woke up, he had become Zhou Ming Everett, a third-rate novelist in Backlund. He thought he had simply transmigrated into the world of the famous novel "Lord of Mysteries" and only wanted to rely on his "original work fan" advantage to survive in this dangerous world.

However, he soon discovered that his transmigration was not accidental. Deep within his soul slumbered a terrifying essence incompatible with this world—he was a fallen Outer God, the largest fragment of consciousness of the "Serpent of Narrative and End." Those seemingly coincidental inspirations and the words that flowed from his pen were not a cheat code, but rather the unconscious resurgence of his own authority.