The father finished himself by jumping off the building, and the mother fell and became a vegetable. After that, Zhong Zhen was forced to raise a massive amount of medical expenses for surrogacy. She slept with a strange man, successfully making herself pregnant. Later she gave birth to a pair of babies. Yet she was in pain again without knowing the reason! It turned out that there was still a baby left! She was overjoyed and left the city behind along with that remaining baby. She only dared to return in three years. Most unexpectedly, the machine of fate was to run again…

[A world of misery, villains all around / double lunatics + double heroines + no moral restraints + power over the court + tragic ending. Don’t be fooled by the title or the opening.]

In this world, there is no right or wrong—only people doing what must be done from their own position.

She once felt her heart stir, but it was only that—a fleeting feeling.

One plotted for a lifetime, yet died with hatred, her great vengeance unfulfilled.

The other lived unloved, forever stripped of freedom, trapped within the imperial city.

A deeply scheming, deranged Grand Tutor vs a black-bellied, peerless, deranged princess.

Qi Zhao Qian was a princess who could not see the light of day, raised in the cold palace since childhood, with no one caring whether she lived or died.

Within the imperial city, the bricks and tiles were cold—and so were human hearts.

Being bullied, cursed, and beaten was routine.

Often, her elder sister would step on her, grinding her into the dirt like worthless mud.

Until one day, a slender, elegant hand gripped her chin and leaned close to whisper by her ear:

“You are more suited to that throne than she is.”

In that moment, Qi Zhao Qian’s gaze fell upon the imperial throne—and upon the world itself.

A single imperial edict pulled her into the vortex. She understood what Yun Yu Bo’s words meant: that she was more obedient than the eldest princess, more suitable to be called a puppet, and far easier to control.

But she forgot—she was no caged bird. How could she resign herself to being a puppet for life, a powerless chess piece forever?

(Everyone said the eldest princess was destined to ascend the throne. But on that day, in wind and driving rain, all the court officials knelt in submission as Qi Zhao Qian walked into the great hall, step by step, carrying her elder sister’s head in her hand, and sat upon the dragon throne…)

“If my dear sister can sit on this throne, why can’t I?”

(No system text)

Under the blazing sun, Zhang Yu, dressed in white, stood quietly in a small courtyard built by a mortal.

With a wave of his hand, the sky changed drastically, the sun and the moon alternated, and the position of the original scorching sun was now replaced by a bright moon.

He raised his head, looked at the boundless starry sky, and murmured to himself: "Xue'er, have I fulfilled our promise? I think so..."

A bizarre event occurs, the world ends, and Lin Bai unexpectedly obtains the Dark Decade Driver before his death.

From then on, Lin Bai embarked on a journey to gather power from all the heavens and defeat the strange beings.

In the Kamen Rider world: "So you're Oma Zi-O? Then I'll accept your power."

In the world of armor: "Is this the Emperor Armor? Not bad, I'll accept this power as well."

In the Ultraman world: "The Four Mysterious Ultras are indeed terrifying, but this power is mine now."

World order: Kamen Rider - Armor Hero - Ultraman series

The future world is tentatively set...

The strongest individual, with exceptional talent and unlimited potential.

If Gohan didn't study, even Jiren would cry!

You think this is a joke?

What if Raditz took Gohan away?

So how will Son Gohan's life unfold?

P.S.: Don't worry, the author has been a Dragon Ball fan for decades.

Respect the original work and love Dragon Ball.

Keira Olsen got married, but she didn't know that her husband-out-of-the-blue turned out to be the richest man!

She's an illegitimate daughter who can't be recognized. She's been clawing and scrambling her way up, struggling to survive since childhood.

He's the child of destiny, standing high and mighty.

The two are worlds apart in status. Everyone was waiting for Keira to be swept out the door, but all they got was a post from the richest man on his social media account:

"My dear wife, can we not divorce?"

Everyone was confused.

[Strong Female Lead, Undercover, Dominator, Powerful Confrontation, 1V1]

Born into a wealthy family, Gu Shenwei was spoiled and carefree. However, at the age of 14, his entire family were brutally mu*dered, and he was caught by some bandits who sold him into s*avery. As a s*ave boy, he entered Golden Roc Fort by chance and found the man who had slaughtered his family. He endured insults and worked hard to improve his kung fu while working as a s*ave boy. He learned from and plotted against his enemy under the enemy’s nose. He became increasingly ambitious as he became more and more powerful. He would only be satisfied if he completely destroyed his enemy—by fair means or foul. Gradually his bitter experience turned him into a totally different person.

This is a kung fu fiction that is full of mysteries and surprises. This is a story dealing with love, betrayals and distances. This is the journey of an ordinary boy who, against all odds, fought against formidable foes. This is a tale regarding a person who felt abandoned by the world made unremitting efforts to create a new world of his own, in which he was alone.

Time flies like an arrow, yet fate is as unpredictable as a bow. Zhou Man's life was filled with hardship; he sought perfection but could not achieve it all. He thought he could defy fate and attain the Great Dao, becoming the emperor of Qizhou, but on the day of the Fengshan ceremony, he was besieged by a thousand sects and perished on Jade Emperor Peak. The past faded away, and in a dream, he returned… Above the Sword Pavilion, the golden bells rang again; within White Emperor City, the goddess's song still echoed. That year, in the thatched hut at the foot of the mountain, her frail mother, to prevent her from learning swordsmanship, raised a rusty woodcutter's knife and chopped off her little finger. Sixteen-year-old Zhou Man, clutching her wound, sat under the eaves, listening to the rain all night. - Reborn, how will I live? - Live however I feel most comfortable. Note: 1. (Face rolling on the keyboard)

Transform into the mother nest, the master of all evil!

The bloodbath in the mountain village, I'll retaliate against the Ten Thousand Filths' Nest and refine the Ten Thousand Filths' Golden Elixir! Sand Iron City? Destroyed in a snap! The old demon in the mountain of corpses? Devour his elixir alive!

After returning from a thirty-year hibernation, the Bai Hai Sect dares to overstep its bounds?

During the Pagoda Sacrifice Ceremony, the Jindan Sect Master's might was unstoppable! In a corner, the Qi-training ant "Yin Jiu" raised his head and clenched his fingers—the Soul-Locking Pagoda, the treasure, turned against him, and the Sect Master was reduced to ashes!

"Have you had enough fun?"

The evil lord returns, and all creatures bow! All the heavens and abysses shall know—I am the calamity!

(This is a collaborative work, not a single person's work, and no AI was used.)

(Contains elements of military, physics, red beans, and stars, etc., watch with caution)

(This book is also known as: Even the Azure Archives have the privilege of playing the entire S3 season, The Iron Will of the Prison Dream, and The Redemption of the Lost God)

Childhood dreams are precious.

Childhood dreams are fragile.

When the "dream" dies, the shattered "reality" will also return.

"Fate" deviates from its predetermined trajectory, and the "canvas" is stained with gray and white.

What would your "choice" be?

......

"Here's a choice: 5.45, 5.56, 7.62, 12.7, .20 Remington, .50 CMP, white phosphorus shot, slug rounds, or dragon's breath rounds?"

Meng grabbed a handful of gleaming yellow ammunition and scattered it on the ground, staring with emotionless gray-green eyes at the Caesar minions crawling on the ground, trembling.

"7...7.62"

Meng pressed the button on her left hand.

"Okay, 776.2mm caliber intercontinental ballistic missile, tactical special nuclear warhead, rapid fire 30 rounds."

"???"

As Caesar watched the long trail of flame stretch across the sky above Kivotos, his CPU crashed.

Only then did he understand the true meaning of the shattered halo above Meng's head.

"Devil! You are the real devil!!"

"hehe..."

Meng slowly turned and left.

"Am I... not someone you created yourself...?"