Take a bowl, fill it with soil, count one, two, three, four, five. Plant a toad and it becomes a train, plant a soybean and it becomes a tiger. Cultivate a skillful craft, enjoy a lifetime of happiness without suffering. There are 360 ​​paths in life, but who rules each road? That carpenter is skilled, his ink lines divide yin and yang with a flick of his finger, his mortise and tenon joints subdue the eight directions. This blacksmith is capable, his furnace roars with iron fire, his hammer strikes a thousand times, splitting dawn and dusk. There's also a tailor with great ambition, his every thread shaping the world, his needle determining yin and yang. And then there's the cook with a ruthless heart, his iron stove burning like hell, his blade wielding wind and thunder, his bones as fuel. In Wansheng Prefecture, a thousand people, a thousand faces, ten thousand lives, ten thousand changes. Zhang Laifu stands in the sea of ​​people, laughing triumphantly, "Come on, follow me and enjoy happiness!"

Futaba Teiming, a mere ordinary book, was forced to shoulder the heavy responsibility of upholding the cultural heritage and saving the world. Meanwhile, this literary giant, transformed into a psychic, found himself in a patchwork world dominated by blood and fire. The literary world was barren, the flowers of literature withered, and even a single seedling could not be pulled out of the vast fields. Looking at his overflowing bookshelves of classics from otherworldly worlds, Futaba Teiming rolled up his sleeves and struck out on his own, exploring the corners of various houses. Here, he picked up a retired Tounosuke, there, a newly minted gravity user, and even loosened the soil for an amnesiac French beauty stranded in Yokohama, ready to dig into his own vegetable garden. Here, he brainwashed the most powerful Rokugan about the benefits of a job change, while there, he recommended Human Observation to the world's number one detective. Mr. Akagi, if you're passing by, please stay. I see you have extraordinary talent. Please be sure to take advantage of my hundred tips on writing and controlling your emotions. Hey, friends, have you read "Rashomon"? Have you heard of "No Longer Human"? My house is large and full of books; I guarantee everyone will agree. If supernatural powers can't save the world, then join me in literature. ...And then—that was the golden age of literature, a time of radiant splendor, a time of yearning and yearning for countless generations to come. It was a literary world teeming with genius, a world brimming with stars, where ideas collided through writers' pens, illuminating the eternal night. It was a desolate, dry, and shattered world, ultimately saved by literature. Notes: 1. Saving is difficult, no knife, no glass, no pain, just a sweet treat. 2. Please do not mention other articles below this one, and please do not mention my articles below other articles. Thank you for your cooperation. 3. Updates will be made before 9 PM every night. If something comes up, I will ask for leave in the comments section or with a leave request.

The low rating is because it's newly released. I'd appreciate book reviews, thank you!

Yi Xiu → Nian Shilan ← An Lingrong, the jealous king of Xiu Bird.

[Rebirth + System + Comedy + Pampered by the Group + Happy Ending for All + Plenty of Sweet Romance]

All the splendor was for naught; Nian Shilan understood too late.

Reborn, the system forces her to warm up two ice holes.

Nian Shilan: Warm it up? Sure, then she'll light the fire herself!

The armor lightly brushed against An Lingrong's cheek, "Why are you trembling, little quail? Do you think I'd eat you?"

“Sister,” the usually timid and innocent girl said, taking the initiative, “as long as I can gain your pity, I would not mind dying.”

"Nian Shilan!" Yixiu pressed closer, "Does this cat dare to extend its claws to other sparrows? Come here, I... will take good care of you."

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[Bird Huayi's age settings are 16, 26, and 36 respectively]

Huayi and Yi finally became a couple, but the little bird is still a younger sister~ Enter at your own risk if you mind!

Daily routine + no system + Alola region

Born in Alola, her traveling Pokémon is Kingler. She's a common Pokémon that can be very strong, and she's striving to become a Water-type Pokémon Master.

Narrator: And there's also an unreliable mom (눈_눈)

Author: You're everywhere, aren't you?

Narrator: I'm leaving right away (>﹏<)

[No heroine][Undead][Power][Struggle][Funny] [Farming style][Possibly with group portraits, but unlikely with group portraits]

As soon as the Skeleton King entered the tavern, he attracted everyone's attention.

Someone shouted: "Yohoo! Your Majesty, where did you get rich?"

The Skeleton King did not answer, but just gently put his hat down, took out three copper coins, and said: "Old rules, waiter, two...Pah, 0.2 taels of dark elements..."

When everyone heard this, they felt even poorer, so they laughed and said: "I heard that Your Majesty wants to challenge the Church! Is this true or false?"

The Skeleton King opened his eyes wide: "Can our undead affairs be called fighting? We ask the older generation to educate the young people who have only been in the country for a few hundred years!" Then there were difficult to understand words, such as "bullying the weak with the big" and "respecting the old and loving the young", which made everyone laugh.

The Skeleton King knew he couldn't win the argument, so he took his 0.2 tael of wine and started muttering in a low voice: "This is outrageous! How can citizens mock their king? This is outrageous..." After hearing this, everyone laughed, and the air in the hotel was suddenly filled with joy again.

【Fan fiction + slight magic modification + system + imagination + reversal】

At the foot of Mount Longhu, a rag stall was erected.

Grandmaster Quan Xing squatted on the bluestone slab and picked up the yellow paper: "Little Taoist priest, give me ten sheets of this photocopied talisman paper!"

The second-in-command of the Tianxiahui held a green bean in his hand and glared, "Heavenly Eye Green Beans? I want a hundred of them, money is not a problem!"

Zhang Xuanyi was flipping through the account book with a dogtail grass in his mouth. There was a pile of unopened Fist Soul Candies at his feet - the third wave of aliens lined up for his shabby stall today.

"System prompt: Today's sales have reached the target, unlocking the reverse destiny-changing compass."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so anxious!"

He waved at the crowd, "Scan the code to register first. As usual for credit purchases—use your most valuable treasure as collateral!"

When the strange people of the Gaowu era vie to become returning customers, this shabby stall at the foot of Longhu Mountain is about to be turned upside down!

[Magical World, Group Pet, Lolita, Stickers, Battle without a Male Lead]

Yuan Xiaoling was reincarnated into the magical world, but became a congenital level zero magician.

Fortunately, she met Angela, a wealthy and inhumane lolita mentor, and also met Luo Xiaoli, a domineering dragon lolita princess. It was also discovered that she was actually the long-lost sister of the Demon King. Thus, Yuan Xiaoling's journey to become the group's favorite began.

"Hot Pot, use Fire Blast!"

"You're cheating! This isn't a magic competition!"

"Who said you can't bring spirit beasts to participate in the competition?"

Then, behind Yuan Xiaoling, ten "spiritual beasts" a whole realm higher than the other party stood out. Not strong enough? The spirit beasts will fill in!

(Because this is a reincarnation story, the early stages may be a bit slow. Also, the protagonist has his own strengths and does not rely entirely on others.)

My soul soared into the void, entering the vast world of the Investiture of the Gods. Eight hundred lords vied for the universe, and those destined for the Investiture of the Gods were among them; my name is Song Feng, my father is an extraordinary man; my uncle is Jiang Shang, courtesy name Ziya, also known as Flying Bear; wielding a golden whip, I control the Investiture of the Gods, and though the stars of the heavens are numerous and the gods and men are countless, I too will not lose my divine position.

"China's Rich List is Freshly Released, and the Newest Richest Man is Zheng Chen, the Self-Made President of XX Company?" Host: "Mr. Zheng, what's the secret to your company's remarkable success?" Zheng Chen: "Perhaps the existence of rivals is my motivation." Rivals: "???" Host: "So, Mr. Zheng, what's your ideal type?" Zheng Chen: "A chubby little girl who could break someone's bone if she sat on her." Host chuckled: "Mr. Zheng, you're quite the joker. Your wife is completely different from what you describe. Aren't you afraid she'll get angry?" "I wanted her to stay chubby forever!! Who knew she'd get thinner and more beautiful!!!" (Truly masculine male lead! Male hormones are flying!) Synopsis 2: The darling of my heart, whom I've guarded for years, is finally about to bloom. "Do you think I am...

[Updates every night at 6 PM. Please let me know if you need to take a break. This is a Conan fanfic, a self-inflicted story about a young child, the synopsis is tentative.] I have two childhood friends, one named Matsuda Jinpei, and the other named Hagiwara Kenji. My mom always says the three of us are as close as if we're wearing the same pair of pants—I looked down at my nice blue overalls and said that even if it's Matsuda and Hagiwara, they can't let me share these pants. My mom looked at me in shock, and I looked at her in confusion. Matsuda and Hagiwara came to play with me, and my mom waved us away, saying she was a little tired. I didn't understand why my mom had that expression, and Hagiwara told me it was probably because of our past few...