[Lighthearted and funny] [Crossing] [System] The person in front of you now is one of the top ten patrol officers in Jinzhou, a leader in the poetry world of Longlong, the honorary deputy director of the Special Investigation Department of the Night Return Corps, the winner of the special merit of the 157th year of the Illusion Beast Tide, an honorary member of the Huaxu Research Institute, the number one enemy of the Canxing Society, the new generation inheritor of Fengyi Fist, a permanent member of the Night Camp Teahouse, a designated strategic partner of the Black Coast, a guest of the New Federation, an ambassador for exchanges between the two countries, and the new generation of exploration god jointly trained by the three gods of computing, life, and space: Su Yuanyang. Yangyang: With you here, today's mission will be completed smoothly. Chixia: Let's go eat hot pot together? Add a lot of champion chili.

If the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth regards humanity as mere straw dogs and weeds! If all the myriad races of the heavens regard humanity as blood-eating slaves! Then, I will shatter this world! I will slaughter all living beings! I will defy the Great Dao of Heaven! My new book, Dark Blood Sacrifice, is now open to all human emperors!

(The copywriting is written in the second person, while the main text is written in the third person.)

A game called "Spell Garden Simulator" suddenly appears on your phone, and out of curiosity, you open it.

Start with a mosaic face

Life -10, Mood -10

You are dead.

you:?!

#Is it challenging the dignity of players?#

#Joke! How could a player die?#

#You've successfully caught the players' attention#

Save at the start, reload repeatedly, the ultimate grinder has arrived.

Congratulations! You have unlocked the Pyromancy Mastery map and begun the Tokyo main storyline. Please select your faction.

The Spellcasting Academy welcomes a new freshman—a construction maniac, a hardcore grinder, and someone who believes "what I see is mine!"

Gojo Satoru/Natsuyuki/Ieiri Glass/.../: Is this correct?!

Game settings, numerous personal interpretations, The Fourth Calamity

Player factions are chaotic and neutral, with flexible morality.

...

Life is like a long journey, and regrets follow us like a shadow, big or small, and they can be hidden in the folds of life without us even noticing.

But believe that there will always be a ray of light that pierces through the gloom and gently shines down.

...

When the light appears, the darkness recedes like the tide.

The former gloom has been swept away, and the whole world will be illuminated and shine brightly.

The last Beiyang warlord, his only wish was to leave a complete map of China for future generations!

Leave a sea outlet for Northeast China for future generations!

Leave a Mongolian Plateau for future generations!

Let us create a peaceful China for future generations!

To leave future generations a powerful Eastern nation with 14 million square kilometers of territory!

Leading the ancient Eastern lion into the trilateral struggle for supremacy between China, the United States, and the Soviet Union!

May our children and grandchildren travel to every corner of the world, where black, white, and brown girls vie to marry them for Chinese green cards.

Border guards, fix bayonets and fight alongside the last Beiyang warlord to defend our motherland and earn our dignity!

The chat group is 126861053, hehe.

A veterinary student, about to graduate, traveled to another world where magical beasts were the ultimate military force of the country. He could only use sacrifices to stimulate life instincts to treat veterinarians who could not use magic. He cured countless difficult diseases and became an ancient high priest. "What what?! Your magical pet is a seventh-level thunder eagle? Awesome!" "Ah? Could this violent giant bear be your magical beast? I admire you so much!!!" "Oh my god, this big dragon knight, could it be that the giant dragon in the sky is your mount? My admiration for you is like a surging river..." "What do you say my magical beast is? Hehe, sorry..." "Why are you all looking at me like that? A useless piece of trash without a magical pet??? Damn! You don't have to look down on me like that even though I don't have a magical pet?!" "Can your magical beasts get sick? Yes?! Then don't look at me like that! I despise you! Because, I am a - veterinarian!!!" Dragon? What the hell! Behemoth? Get down on the ground! All magical beasts, be quiet! ! If you piss me off, you'll be in for it! King? Never heard of him! The richest man in the empire? Leave your money! The continent's top expert? Trash! Without gold coins and beauties, just wait for your pets to die of illness! Damn it! I'm a veterinarian, who am I afraid of?! What could possibly happen to a veterinarian on a continent where magical beasts are the ultimate national force?

"The rating just came out; it will rise later."

Quick transmigration + scumbag abuse + abstract + torture to death

The system remains constant, but the male leads come and go.

The strictest father in the pseudo-human gender-swapped form.

What? Reborn and still a loser? Then don't bother being reborn.

What? Your wife killed your mother for your "white moonlight" (a term used to describe someone who is unattainable love), and you're going to leave in despair? Then you might as well die with her...

Note: The chapter titles only correspond to the formulaic structure of pseudo-human short stories and do not represent the actual content.

The main character in each world is randomized, and the host can be selected according to the reader's request.

What's it like to have an absurdly powerful younger sister? Transmigrating to Earth, where martial arts flourish, Shen Yan starts with no innate talent, a crippled body, both parents dead, and a debt of 700,000. On the rooftop, Shen Yan looks at his parents from both his past and present lives, now all dead, and then at his pitiful little sister clinging to his clothes… Fine, he won't jump. "Shen Qingqiu, this is the seventh piece of clothing you've torn! Let go! If you don't let go, I'm really going to fall!!"

[Press the score!]

[The synopsis is too long! Please read the author's note in Chapter 1 to avoid potential triggers.]

Yunquan Yingyue has always been alone.

Until one day, I was invited to a vocational college and met three of my classmates.

But why is the art style so different from what she imagined?

Gojo, the white-haired man in sunglasses, who always has sweets in his hand, the strongest one, Satoru: "So weak, how did you become a sorcerer?"

Xia You, with her black hair in a bun, eyes disappearing when she smiles, the strongest number two, Jie: "Don't talk to the new classmate like that, it's very impolite."

Ieiri, a brown-haired girl who looks more like a DK/JK than her two classmates, said: "Tsk, ignore those two idiots."

Yunquan: I've never seen anything like this before. I was so naive to expect my classmates to be easy to get along with. Yingyue: At this moment, all I need to do is smile.

The four were in the prime of their youth, carefree and unrestrained, fully enjoying their youth.

Originally, it was thought that the happy time would continue, but the originally smooth mission suddenly changed. Yunquan Yingyue couldn't hold on any longer, closed her eyes, and went into a vegetative state.

When she opened her eyes again, the whole world was like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, galloping wildly in a direction she could not comprehend.

With her companions either dead or injured, Yunquan Yingyue felt she couldn't let things continue. Suppressing her twitching lips, she picked up the newly awakened technique and used it to stab herself.

I thought that now that HE was over, I could finally close my eyes in peace, but...

When I opened my eyes again...

?

Wasn't she dead?

Yunquan Yingyue suddenly sat up and realized that time had returned to the year she first entered high school.

Where did this inferior technique come from?!