When that weird old almanac comes to you, don’t throw it away.

In this already broken and twisted world, I have only one piece of advice——

Please keep in mind the pros and cons and go out to read the almanac.

Good luck, Old Calendarist.

Fu Wanwan, 25 years old, has two little kids at home. She is busy farming and harvesting vegetables!

That guy called Iger Walter, even though you are a diamond bachelor!!!

Unfortunately, it’s not my cup of tea, so I won’t accept it!

Bye..., handsome guy~, it would be a bit painful if I don't accept this /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

Ig Walter confessed his love to a woman for the first time, but was met with a cold stare.

There is no such symbol as “failure” in my dictionary!!!

The extremely noble Marquis of the Gamma Galaxy, who can soar into the sky and break through black holes, is extremely handsome and wealthy, and his aura of kingship fills the screen!!!

Ke Su, a tsundere wife, is really hard to deal with. What should I do?

It’s time to develop your own strategy for getting a wife!

Strategy 1: Collect a little bun!

Strategy 2: Collect another little bun!

Strategy three, four, five... uh... this strategy is quite long. Baozi Niang is a super alloy steel plate, so it needs to be baked slowly over low heat...

Practice has proved that the crystallization of transcending races is very powerful!

In this world of hundreds of nations, when it comes to land warfare, the Ning Kingdom is virtually invincible. With fierce tiger-like troops and vast military arsenals, they sweep across the lands like a storm. Wherever the land extends, the Ning Army plants its battle flag.

Yet, beyond the seas—where their tigers and wolves cannot reach—there are always those who refuse to yield.

Thus came the youth, blade at his waist and halberd in hand, crossing the sea on a single reed.

Shen Leng: "If one day I am suddenly required to dedicate the rest of my life for the sake of my nation, I am willing."

A 30-year-old otaku is reborn as a nerd who choked to death on instant noodles. His previous incarnation was incredibly suicidal! Ugh, I can live again, so I don't mind. The system that accompanies rebirth can improve one's own attributes! Oh, that's great, thumbs up. This system even has an incredible save and load function! Hmm, label it with caution. In this new world with two-dimensional elements, he just wants to survive and embrace a bright future... But first, he needs to lose some weight. PS: This book is signed, so feel free to collect and recommend it! New author and new book, need your support!

Zhuang Ruchu, an all-around special agent from 23rd-century China, is being hunted down by her enemies. One day, she transmigrates into the body of a strong, wicked, and extremely capable woman from a farming family.

The story begins with the son selling his mother? She silently reminds herself that her son is her own flesh and blood, so she can't beat him; she has to reason with him and use family affection to change his mind!

Annoying relatives came to cause trouble? She rolled up her sleeves and got to work, giving them a taste of their own medicine and showing them why flowers are so red!

The son found a wounded general? He must be saved! If he's healed, he can cling to his coattails!

The son found another poisoned general? Hmm, this person looks familiar. She looked him over and over again, and realized that this was her son's own father. So the mother and son decided to leave it for other kind-hearted people to pick up!

Poisoned General: ...

I was in charge, but someone else snatched it away!

If you come back to me, I might still be able to save myself and become the child's father!

Zhuang Ruchu: ...

Dream on! I've already chosen a father for my child!

With the spiritual plant space in hand, refining pills is easy. Just eat one pill at a time and throw it away. No problem, right?

There are so many resources that it makes sense to use them to build realms!

There are too many resources, so I'll add the realm of the beautiful master.

Regarding the creation of spirit seeds in Full-Time Magister: Xu Ye, while inheriting the Blood Gu King, was struck by a bolt of lightning and arrived alone in the world of Full-Time Magister. "Huh? Why does a spirit seed 'spit out' from a strange part of my body when I consume enough essence?" Xu Ye asked somewhat awkwardly. This is a non-system-based fanfiction; please do not read if you dislike this style. A warning from the author: proceed with caution! Original work fans: proceed with caution. The protagonist will not seek out totems; he follows a different path from Bi Fan. Xu Ye will also search for the national beast—although the original work has a national beast, my version may differ slightly. The national beasts in my book are all made up; please be prepared. (I really like the world of Full-Time Magister, so I wanted to try writing one.)

Dragon Ball world.

Due to an unexpected turn of events, Law arrives in a changed Dragon Ball world and becomes Broly's twin brother. Facing various crises, watch how Law leads Broly step by step to the top!

From a peasant family to a family that ascends to prominence

The dark night, like an ink-soaked rag, weighed heavily on the earth. Torrential rain lashed the muddy official road like a whip, splashing muddy water that quickly gathered into torrents, rushing through the deep ruts. The air was filled with the stench of earth, the musty smell of rotting vegetation, and the lingering stench of livestock.

A battered mule cart was stuck in a mud pit, with half of its wheel buried. The mule pulling the cart was panting heavily, and even though the driver, Old Wang, cracked his whip loudly, it only pawed its hooves in vain, splashing more mud.

"Hey! Work harder! You lazy beast!" Old Wang's voice was hoarse from shouting, and the rain flowed down his wrinkled face, mixing with beads of sweat.

Li Xuan silently jumped out of the car, his shoulder resting against the soaking, cold floorboards. Icy rain trickled down the edge of his tattered hat and into his neck, causing him to shiver. He clenched his teeth, veins bulging on his exposed arms. The mud beneath his feet was so thick and muddy that every push felt like his entire leg was being sucked into the damned muck. Fifteen years, a full fifteen years! From that naive "reincarnation" with a hint of absurd expectation, to his current form as a bodyguard with thick joints, dark skin, and a drenched bodyguard, he felt like fate had pinned him down to the mud, rubbing him repeatedly. Cultivating immortality? Immortality? Those distant dreams had long been worn away by the harsh, life-threatening life of a bodyguard, leaving only this damned, mud-soaked car and a burning pain in his shoulder.

A man who races against time in the Marvel universe, hungry for pleasure. In the dark night, Nuohe stood on top of the building in a black robe, overlooking the bustling New York City. He lowered the brim of his hat and said in a low voice: They are restless, because I…

He grasped the supreme mystery, transformed into one identity after another, staged a big show, but in the end all became real

Behind him, there are many people standing, Madara with Sharingan open, Artoria holding the holy sword, Doflamingo laughing, proud Gilgamesh…