[Recommended pre-order: "The Comments Always Say This Immortal Lord is the Villain"] [Recommended pre-order: "No Discrimination Against Authors of Refreshing Novels"] — From the moment he could see the comments in the air, Kiyohara Jun, with his world-weary face, began to be mistaken for a member of the scriptwriting team. Attending the inauguration ceremony of the new leader of the Port Mafia: As a prospective executive, Kiyohara Jun couldn't help but watch the comments in the air to pass the time during the boring ceremony. Comments: [Judging from his expression, I guess Kiyohara Jun guessed that Mori-chan killed the old leader] [Kiyohara Jun, old scriptwriting team] Kiyohara Jun: What? The new leader killed the old leader??? Encountering a passerby wearing a fur hat: Kiyohara Jun, whose world-weary face was even more pronounced from working too much overtime, casually glanced at the comments: [Kiyohara Jun! Kiyohara Jun specifically looked at the demon!] [Scriptwriting team clash, Modo Modo!] Kiyohara Jun: What? This passerby is the demon??? Kiyohara Jun casually strolled into Poirot Cafe to grab lunch: He noticed Bourbon from the Black Organization working there and couldn't help but glance at him a few more times. The comments section was filled with: "[Touko's disguise—] [I knew Kiyohara Jun would figure it out] Kiyohara Jun: What? Bourbon is an undercover agent???" Faced with the subtle stares of the original script crew, Kiyohara Jun, forced into the script crew, tearfully exclaimed: "Damn these comments!!!" — (This is a promotional excerpt from a novel, "No Discrimination Against Authors of 'Power-Up' Novels," by Shinichiro Nozomi.) After transmigrating to another world, Shinichiro Nozomi felt everything about it was great, except it was too "peaceful." All the literary giants had abandoned their pens for martial arts, their masterpieces becoming their fighting abilities. Shinichiro Nozomi thought this wouldn't work. Writing masterpieces was difficult, but writing power-up novels was a piece of cake. If you can't beat them, join them! How can power-up novel authors not be considered literary giants?! Adhering to the principle of survival, Shinichiro Nozomi resolved to combine combat, support, and healing abilities. First, he needed to max out his combat skills. Shen Zhonglu Wang waved his hand, proclaiming, "All Realms, Starting with Obtaining a God-Level Ability System." Facing enemies, Shen Zhonglu Wang, holding the system, grinned crookedly, maxing out his combat attributes. A flurry of lightning strikes and wind blades turned skyscrapers into basins. Next, healing needed to be maxed out. Shen Zhonglu Wang typed on the keyboard, "Starting with a Broken Engagement, Picking Up a Medicine God Grandpa, Becoming a God in a Flash, Shocking the Entire Continent!" A companion was on the verge of death, Shen Zhonglu Wang pulled out a handful of black pills, and under horrified gazes, shoved them into the wounded's mouth, instantly reviving them with full health. Finally, support was also necessary. Shen Zhonglu Wang smiled wickedly, proclaiming, "Reborn in the Apocalypse: I Have a Portable Space." His subordinates retreated step by step, Shen Zhonglu Wang reached out, and a bunch of Gatling guns rained down. Not enough firepower? One wasn't enough, so he brought out two! Shen Zhonglu Wang: The hexagonal warrior is me, I am the hexagonal warrior. Later, one day, Shen Zhonglu Wang felt isolated and discriminated against. His best friend, Little Dwarf A: Haha, Lu Wang, you're overthinking it. Colleague Rabbit B: *cough cough*, I've never thought of that before. Passerby C sneers: Don't you think there's something wrong with your art style? Shen Zhonglu Wang is shocked. He and his best friend C are both two-dimensional characters, so where's the difference in art style? Passerby C chuckles: First of all, I'm a passerby, not a best friend. Secondly, don't you think there's something wrong with your ability? Shen Zhonglu Wang firmly shakes his head. Passerby C says expressionlessly: My "No Longer Human" and your "Rebirth in the Apocalypse: I Have a Portable Space" are the same style? Shen Zhonglu Wang nods firmly. Passerby C can't take it anymore: They're both healing abilities, but his is called "Please Don't Die," and yours is called "Starting with a Broken Engagement, Picking Up a Medicine God Grandpa, and Becoming a God in a Flash, Shocking the Entire Continent!" That's different enough! Shen Zhonglu Wang suddenly realizes: I understand! It's Dazai's "No Longer Human" that's the problem! Passerby C: ...Theme: Stay true to yourself and be the best version of yourself.

Qin Feng transmigrates to another world and is betrayed by his childhood sweetheart.

Fortunately, he was rescued by a mysterious woman, and all he needed to do was become her disciple to activate the fate-changing system.

He thought it was an opportunity, but after becoming an apprentice, he discovered that the beautiful master who appeared out of nowhere was actually the rumored female demon who treated human life like dirt.

Besides him, there were also seven fairy senior sisters who were eyeing him covetously.

The eldest sister's legs are longer than her life;

Second Senior Sister's waist was as slender as a willow branch;

The third senior sister has large breasts and a mole;

Fourth Senior Sister's deadly sweet voice;

...

However, as they spent more time together, Qin Feng discovered that his seven senior sisters were not at all as cold and aloof as rumored; on the contrary, they were... excessively enthusiastic towards him.

Senior Sister: "Junior Brother, don't you think my legs are long, white, and straight?"

Second Senior Sister: "Junior Brother, come over tonight and give me a back massage."

Third Senior Sister: "Junior Brother, I've been experiencing chest pain lately. What do you think could be the cause?"

Fourth Senior Sister: "Junior Brother, why won't you look me in the eye? Do you think I'm going to eat you?"

...

Finally, even the cold-hearted female demon master became warm.

"Your senior sisters don't know their place, so to protect you... from now on you will sleep in my bedroom!"

Qin Feng: "???"

Years later, Qin Feng finally realized what was happening.

It turns out that his Heavenly Profound Yang Body is an invaluable tonic for sects that cultivate special techniques.

"Line up! Everyone who wants to increase their cultivation level, line up!"

Qin Feng was numb.

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.

There are many days in a week.

Can we stop "dating" only on Fridays?

[This is a Peninsula-themed article; please do not read if you dislike it.]

[Apocalyptic setting + slight yandere tendencies + 1v1 + invincible female lead + both leads are virgins]

When the apocalypse arrived and the world turned into a zombie hell, I, a small-time streamer, hid at home, trembling with fear.

Running out of food, I had to risk sneaking into the neighboring house to survive, only to run into a zombie neighbor with long black hair!

Even more outrageous, after drinking my blood, she regained consciousness and became the "Zombie Queen" who controlled millions of zombies!

My blood was her only food and the source of her evolution!

She is powerful and cold, with only me in her eyes. Her morbid possessiveness both terrifies and comforts me.

What?

This zombie queen, who was only interested in me, was actually my number one fan before the apocalypse!

Faced with this extreme protection and confinement, should I rely on her for survival, or try to escape?

When I held the zombie queen's hand, crushed all threats, and annihilated all who resisted, I realized what true security and despair were!

This chat group has the following rules: 1. Although the group owner is adorable, please do not accept their summons casually. 2. If you unfortunately accept the group owner's summons, please do not feed the cute bugs any strange food. Although it won't kill them, it will make them vomit strange things. (Absolutely do not feed them Originium or Herrscher Cores; you don't want to see these cute little guys multiplying.) 3. If you are unfortunately approached by the cute bugs, please do not put your hand into their mouths. You will bear the consequences if you violate this rule. (Currently, the cute bugs have already bitten through the equipment of several Valkyries.) 4. Please do not inquire about the source of the ingredients in the potions the group owner uses to heal group members. Believe me, you don't want to know. (A certain green-haired scientist's worldview has collapsed because of this.) 5. Finally, absolutely do not (crossed out) summon the group owner! (So far, several group members' worlds have been taken over by these cute little guys.)

(The protagonist is a time traveler + character reversal + comedy + wildly imaginative plot. All plot points are from the author's imagination. Character fans, please consume with caution.)

Have you ever considered that there might be another version of the script for "fate"?

If March 7th were to transform into a cool and aloof older sister, becoming the team's newest "cold-faced ice cube"...

If Danheng inherited half of the Dragon Lord's power—the "healing" aspect—he would then take on the responsibility of managing the train's logistics...

What if the Welt who came to this world was an even more powerful version of the one who saved the world...?

What if beneath Himeko's dignified and elegant exterior lies a hidden, unseen heart...?

When characters like the highly noticeable Alan, the slovenly Estelle who loves raising "Pepes," and the extremely socially awkward genius Heta appear, the original "pioneering" journey begins to unfold along a different storyline.

[The game world invades reality]

The writing style is a bit dark; please proceed with caution if you mind.

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In 2035, the game reflects reality, and the deep darkness revives.

After his rebirth, Bai Ge stared blankly at the panel in front of him.

Isn't this the real world? What's going on with this panel?

"3.4.2 Despair World? But isn't this 1.1.0 Origin Era?"

"One percent of all attributes from a looted or killed target is added back to your own attributes?"

"Isn't this forcing me to become a butcher?"

But when Bai Ge logged into the dark, he was stunned again.

Looking at the two panels, one blue and one black, Bai Ge's eyes revealed an uncontrollable excitement.

"There are actually two control panels!!!"

Lin Baiyu's grandfather, lying in his hospital bed, decides to tell a white lie.

"Child, there is actually no hereditary disease in our family. You are just too talented to show it."

When you turn eighteen, you will achieve great things.

Five years later, at Jianghai Mental Hospital.

Your cheat code, the Mind-Body Body, has arrived. What my heart believes, is all true!

Lin Baiyu blew out the candles on her eighteenth birthday cake.

"I'm eighteen now, it's time to make a name for myself."