In the 21st century, Jiang Cheng, a veteran Didi driver, nearly hit someone due to his own negligence. His emergency swerve caused the car to overturn, transporting him to 1972.

Jiang Cheng joined the army in 1972 at the age of eighteen and became a military driver. He applied for discharge due to family circumstances.

People from rural areas who join the army don't get job assignments after discharge. However, because of his outstanding performance in the army and his driving skills, which are in high demand, the army gave Jiang Cheng a letter of introduction to return to his city and become a car driver.

(This is a slow-burn story with little synopsis, but I have some drafts, so please feel free to read.)

The Heavenly Emperor is reborn, only to awaken in the Hall of Law Enforcement? Accused of stealing elixirs, he is to be beaten to death on the spot? A three-day duel is made, a fight to the death! A Primordial Tower, reborn together, holds countless mysteries, leading to a retracing of the Heavenly Emperor's path!

(This is a slice-of-life story; feel free to read a sample.)

Name: Chen Jingle

Age: 30

[Occupation: Low-level Mortal]

[New class triggered: Spirit Plant Master.]

Should I choose to change jobs and advance my career?

Chen Jingle: ? ? ?

What have I done to you? Is this still in China?

A cry rang out in the delivery room, and a cold wind blew across Tao Cici's face.

Pixiu and Bixie were fighting, and Pixiu kicked a quiet little Taotie that was eating nearby into a human's stomach.

Fortunately, after he was born, his parents doted on him and his older brother spoiled him. Every day, apart from eating and drinking, the little glutton never did anything serious.

I just went home to pick up some homework I'd forgotten, and I overheard a shocking truth coming from my parents' study.

She was actually... the one who was switched at birth!

The real princess will be back tomorrow!

The little glutton thought about the dramas she had seen where the wicked fake heiress drove away the real heiress.

Forget it, it's a high-level game, she doesn't have the brains for that.

"Oh no, oh no, I'm going to starve to death on the streets!" Little Taotie thought to himself, his brow furrowed in deep thought.

How will she ever feed herself with this kind of diet...?

When the real daughter returned, the pampered little glutton exclaimed in an unprecedented way: Ah~ happiness~

Tao Chuchu, the true heiress, says: "My little sister seems to have brainstem deficiency. She can't do anything but eat. What else can I do? How can I live without her? I'll just have to pamper her. But... hey hey hey, where did you come from, you stinky man, trying to steal my little cutie's pet rights?!"

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[Main CP] A strong, beautiful, and greedy little glutton × A gentle, cunning, and extremely powerful Bai Ze

[Sisters] Silly, straightforward younger sister + arrogant, bossy older sister

P.S.: Actually, Little Taotie is incredibly powerful; he's not pretending to be weak, he's just naturally mischievous...

[This story is set in a fictional world and is entirely fictional. Please do not take the events depicted in the story seriously.]

In a Notting Academy classroom, Xiao Wu raised her hand and asked, "Master, according to your theory, if the father's martial soul is the Clear Sky Hammer and the mother's martial soul is a rabbit, is it possible that their child will have both the Clear Sky Hammer and the Goddess of Light Butterfly martial souls...?"

[Multiple Heroines] + [Slice of Life in Various Anime Crossovers]

He was transported to another world, his childhood friend was Eriri, and he even got a Spark Lens from his newbie gift pack—this was a dream start! Kamiki Kawakawa did indeed diligently "grind" for a few years, getting his fill of being the cleaner of this world.

Even the most sacred mission can't withstand the 996 work schedule! He had just made up his mind to slack off and enjoy a lazy life when he felt that the world was getting more and more strange.

Why is the school teacher named Jing Ke'ai? And why is the angelic classmate in the next class named Gabriel? As more and more familiar faces appear around him, Shen Qichuan finally realizes: he has never escaped the "plot" at all; this is actually a large-scale crossover anime film set!

Rean Schwarzer, Falcom's favorite son, a professional cheater, and the successor of the Eight Leaves Wife-Killing Style. When a soul from Earth transmigrates into his body, will it change his original trajectory? Will he still experience the fate of his sister being kidnapped, his father severely injured, his mother knocked unconscious, and his best friend tragically killed? This book is a Trails of Eternity fanfiction. The author is a staunch supporter of Crystal Palace; please do not enter if you dislike this. A book club has been created; welcome to join: 5.1.3.0.1.7.4.5.7. My new book, "I am Shinji, What brings You Here?", has been released; please add it to your collection, click, and recommend it.

[The King's Avatar Fanfiction] [Talented Player] [The Priest's Glory] [System]

Who says priests can't fight in melee? Who says priests can't deal damage? Who says priests are destined to be healers?!

"This, you're telling me this is a priest rookie?! What kind of rookie can completely dominate a veteran professional player in a challenge match?!"

The other rookies looked at each other, then pointed at Qianfan, who was secretly competing against them, and said:

"Good grief, you're all timid and hesitant in practice matches, but you're going all out in the official games, huh?! You've really figured out how to play this priest!"

Qianfan waved his hand helplessly. As a youth training member of the Blue Rain team, he said that he still had a long way to go to catch up with the top professional players.

"Also, I really didn't want to be famous."

A letter from Grandpa arrived from afar, saying there was a farm for me to inherit. So Matthew went and started planting parsnip. But what's with this owl? Hogwarts? Ah, of course, of course, I love Hogwarts' greenhouses! I'm a peaceful farming enthusiast! But, Mr. Voldemort, why are you stepping on my land?