Reborn

I'm happy with the transformation into capital, but the primary issue is getting out of the police station.

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Hollywood godfather? Internet king? Tech tycoon? New energy leader?

This is not what I want.

Howard Hughes' successor, Hugh Hefner's successor?

No, I am who I am.

Ernst Garfield.

Eternal darkness enveloped the silent town. Worms hidden underground, strange parasitic fetuses, and unknown viruses that caused biological deformation. The statues of gods were covered in dust, living people were hard to find, and death was always around. Once you fall into the nightmare, despair will ring like a death knell. Fortunately, Zhou Kai has a safe house and can return to the real world. ... Peeping at the rain curtain through the rotten wooden boards, the giant with abscesses staggered in the mud, and Zhou Kai clenched his fists. "This punch is full of effort and sweat, can you withstand it?" ... [Reinforced wooden door → Steel fortress] [Reinforced knife → Ship-severing giant blade] Zhou Kai dragged a flesh-covered wreckage back to the shelter, broke it into pieces and threw it into the fireplace. Looking at the strange body crackling in the flames, his smile was gentle and his eyes were calm. "Well, it will burn for a while this time." "Who's next?"

【Female supremacy/rebirth/double purity/system. 】

The female protagonist is cruel and crazy, without a trace of kindness. Please show mercy if you don't like her.

Su Yao is the general of Fengqi country. She fought bloody battles on the battlefield to defend her country. In the end, she was framed by her most trusted family and friends. In the end, she was deserted by everyone and everyone wanted to kill her.

Starting over again, her eyes are full of madness and bloodthirstiness.

In this case, let's go to hell with her forever.

"Wife, are you satisfied with your husband's figure?" The man stood in the water and whispered softly in the woman's ear.

Su Su, why are we the only ones living in hell, while they are enjoying the sunshine? How can this be possible!!!

Transcending into the Warhammer world. The Middle Ages are a chaotic wasteland, with the shadow of eternal destruction looming over all timelines. The end is nigh, and the grand game of the Chaos Gods unfolds in the Middle Ages. Carrying a simulator, when faced with the choice between becoming Primal Chaos and the Watchers of Order, will you destroy or save the world? In the 40th millennium of Warhammer, endless war engulfs the entire galaxy. The Emperor is long gone, buried on the Golden Throne. The Astragalus and Astartes have paid a heavy price; even the Primarch's return cannot halt the Imperium's despair. The edifice is crumbling, and the Dark Lord is about to rise from the throne. A decisive outcome will change everything, ensuring humanity's glory endures. Conquer or destroy the Xenomorphs, only in the name of Primal Chaos, in the sight of the gods.

1. After her adoptive mother's funeral, Lin Zhuo spent two years perfecting and activating a magic circle in the basement, intending to return to the day her adoptive mother was murdered by a home invader to protect her. However, the magic circle went awry, sending her back 122 years to a time before she was born, when both her biological parents and her adoptive mother were still attending the First Magic and Martial Arts Academy. Arriving at the school, she stood on the staircase, watching her father, jostling and joking with his friends, then sliding down the banister. After a pause, she cast a spell, hammering the energetic elf down the stairs. 2. Lin Zhuo deeply loathed her biological parents, but that didn't mean she had to develop any strange relationship with her father's enemies. It was all an accident. A very unfortunate accident. On her first day back in time, she developed a fleeting romance with her father's mortal enemy. Lin Zhuo: Tsk! *Crazy criticism of the heroine* Unconventional Western fantasy, with a mountain of personal premises* Free-spirited writing, probably won't be long. Theme: Believe you're worthy of love.

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Also known as: “This Useless Emperor Won by Lying Flat”

One morning, she woke up to find herself turned into the puppet emperor of a war-for-supremacy story, surrounded by ambitious armies all eager to seize her as a tool to command lords in the name of the Son of Heaven.

She made a decisive choice—to follow the Wei faction. Why not side with the protagonist, you ask? Because the protagonist was a ruthless schemer, the kind of man who’d rather betray the world than be betrayed by it. Following him meant she might not last a few days before being sent to the afterlife with a cup of poisoned wine.

Though the Wei clan never unified the world, they endured the longest. Even the protagonist was forced to drag out a war of attrition against them until they finally collapsed. By her calculation, Wei Ying—the most formidable master of the Wei clan—lived to the age of eighty. Only upon his death could the protagonist finally achieve unification.

If she chose Wei, she could live to eighty as well. Just right. No need to die early.

What better choice could there be? Who would complain about gaining an extra eighty years of life?

So, without hesitation, she followed the Wei clan’s masked woman, the one who wore a fearsome ghost-faced mask.

Unexpectedly, the other factions refused to accept it unless she showed that it was her own voluntary choice. They pressured her to make her stance clear to the Wei woman.

So, Tian Tangjing leaned over and smacked a kiss onto the woman’s cheek, drawing astonished gazes all around.

She kissed without the slightest burden, completely ignoring the way the Wei woman’s cold gaze grew increasingly complicated. From then on, she had secured herself a long-term meal ticket: for eighty years, she could lie flat as a useless emperor, never lacking food or drink, enjoying safety under the close protection of another.

Until her wedding night, when she discovered that the woman she had married was none other than Wei Ying herself.

Wei Ying—the very same iron-blooded general who could kill without batting an eye, who had guarded Shanhaiguan, developed the Far East, and shattered the Donghu tribes.

Tian Tangjing: Is it still too late to pack up and run?

At that moment, Wei Ying pressed close with forceful intent:

“Your Majesty kissed this minister’s daughter. Surely you mean to take lifelong responsibility?”

Tian Tangjing shrank her neck: Weakly asks—if I refuse?

Wei Ying sneered:

“Then your bones will be ground to dust—and scattered together with mine.”

Tian Tangjing: !!!

But who could have expected that their days together would grow more and more flavorful, surprisingly harmonious—if a little too intense.

The very protagonists who were supposed to seize the world ended up turned by her wife into her own right-hand men. They abandoned the struggle for the throne, competing instead to help her govern the realm.

Years later, Tian Tangjing stood atop the Star-Picking Tower, overlooking the vast empire, unable to resist sighing:

“When it comes to the strongest person at living off their partner, none can compare to me.”

“Your Majesty, still want some peaches?” Wei Ying reclined lazily on the beauty’s couch, gazing at her.

Tian Tangjing: “Mash it into peach pulp for me. I only love the soft kind!”

PS:

Ordinary useless emperor × Earth-shaking goddess-general

Theme: Blooming and bearing fruit even in adversity.

I'll probably be a V-level user around October 10th, after all, I've reached the word count and favorites. I'll probably go from 28 to V-level, and then I'll start saving drafts over the next few days. Please support me, and if you don't, please don't tell me. Let's part ways amicably. As a child, I was bursting with curiosity, wanting to understand everything in the universe, but I had no books to read and no one to ask. I could only pass my time in confusion and ignorance, my thirst for knowledge. As a student, I should have studied hard, but I was obsessed with novels, wasting precious time and squandering my future in confusion and ignorance. After entering society, my future was bleak. I wasted countless hours in a daze, only to repent. If, at every turning point in life, there was a voice telling me what to do, how wonderful it would be. Eighteen-year-old Bai Lu, in the midst of confusion and ignorance, communicated with her future self, and from that, her life changed dramatically! The future-communication me became a big shot, with a 100,000-word draft backlog and daily updates. The heroine doesn't have a partner, but that doesn't mean she doesn't want a relationship. However, she will discover that the man she wants doesn't exist in the world. The author is very sensitive. If you can't stand it, please leave quietly and don't tell me. Finally, this article does not contain any useful information because the author is stupid, so all the black technology is nonsense.

Lu Xun's games are known for their "challenging" nature. But strangely, the more players are frustrated, the more addicted they become. While cursing him for being "inhuman," they simultaneously grind thousands of hours into the game. The gaming community is filled with "it's actually pretty good" guides. When a game can keep players playing for thousands of hours while simultaneously complaining, everyone realizes that he has redefined what "replayability" truly means.

System + Relaxing + Game + Designer + City + Parallel World

My name is Ling Mu, and I am the last magician in this world. My daily routine: growing vegetables in the mountains, researching magic, and incidentally killing passing high-level cursed spirits as if they were wild monsters.

Until one day, I failed to fly away on my staff and ended up crashing into a murder scene in the world of sorcery.

Faced with the horrific scene of one dead and two injured, and the maniacal killer, I said, "Excuse me, wrong place, please continue."

To my surprise, the black-haired, fox-eyed young man grabbed my skirt tightly.

Later, more and more people accidentally picked them up:

That little fox named Xia Youjie became my exclusive pet.

His white cat friend always wanted me to pick him up too.

The sea urchin-headed kid I rescued on a whim obediently calls me "sister".

Even the cursed king "Little White" that I raised a thousand years ago has been taken back into my hands.

I looked at the room full of "problem children" and fell into deep thought.

I'm just a witch who wants to retire, how did I become the strongest collector in the world of sorcery?

[Reading Guide]

The witch is ridiculously strong, and her art style is unique.

Large-scale otome-oriented shonen battleground

Healing and funny