Zhou Mo sat on a park bench with a cup of milk tea, his mind empty as he pondered over something crucial for a man who had just traveled through time. When would he die? And... who stole his brain? The murderer was very unethical. It was understandable that he dug out his brain, but taking away his eyes as well was too much. So Zhou Mo planned to retrieve his brain before he died completely.

In his previous life, Cui Xian was a PhD in Chinese Language and Literature from a prestigious 985 university.

In this life, he transmigrated to a poor family in ancient times—

A poor family, a pregnant mother, young older siblings, a father and uncle who failed the college entrance exam six times, a grandmother who fantasizes about her son passing the exam and suffers from hysteria, and him who is only eight years old.

Choi Hyun: This is too tragic.

To change his fate, Cui Xian went out to work as a page for a rich young master.

But the young master was a poor student and afraid of taking the exam, so he came up with a bad idea: to secretly register Cui Xian for the imperial examination.

As a result, Cui Xian not only passed the exam, but also went on a killing spree.

He began his studies at the age of eight, wrote "Ode to the Goose" at eight, "Sympathy for the Peasants" at eight and a half, and "... " at nine... Countless great poets were so moved by his work that they gave up writing altogether.

His eight-legged essays laid the foundation for the eight-legged essay format and are hailed as the 'foundational' work.

He opened the stage for debate, engaging in a verbal battle with renowned scholars and learned men from all over the world, proving himself unbeatable.

His commentaries on the Four Books were included in official schools and became the ancient version of the imperial examination textbooks.

He achieved the highest rank in the imperial examination at the age of seventeen.

He also mentored six disciples who became top scholars in the imperial examinations.

He entered the cabinet as Grand Secretary at the age of twenty-seven, reaching the pinnacle of his official career.

He was the last pillar of the literary world in Daliang, a role model and idol for scholars.

Of all the talents in the world, he alone possesses eight-tenths.

He could compose poetry and debate classics when he was in retirement, and write policy essays when he was in the civil service examinations. With his pen, he could govern a great nation; on horseback, he could bring peace to the world.

He single-handedly extended the dynasty's life by three hundred years.

They destroyed Japanese pirates, eliminated the Tatars, built cannons and arsenals, assembled warships, opened up new sea routes, and launched expeditions to Europe.

It became the behind-the-scenes controlling shareholder in 16 countries around the world.

He stood, and the emperor dared not sit.

The officials and ministers wept bitterly, eagerly awaiting: When will the Grand Secretary return to ascend the throne?

And it all started that day when Cui Xian took the imperial examination in place of his young master…

Han Weiping, who graduated from the Directing Department of the Central Academy of Drama and had dreamed of becoming a director since childhood, could not find a job in Hengdian after graduation and ended up living in an Internet cafe and working as a Sanhe God.

Desperate about life, one day his soul traveled to Los Angeles in the mid-1990s and became a Chinese student at the UCLA School of Film, Television and Drama.

"No system? Only a super-strong memory of past life movies and TV shows? Isn't this plagiarism? Hollywood actresses, here I come!"

For reasons we all know, any real celebrities mentioned in this article are pseudonyms. Anyway, everyone can recognize them even if they change their usernames. Right?

Phantoms are pale, shapeshifting creatures capable of disguising their faces, voices, and even personalities to blend into the communities of other races. Wherever they go, suspicion and panic inevitably follow… “I must say, this isn’t fair. Especially not to me personally,” Vesper said innocently, spreading his hands. “I’m a priest, my God controls my every word and action—you know, like there are two little people in my head.” One says: This is going to be fun, let’s do it! The other would say: Okay, okay!

[Top-notch background + god-level choice + invincible cool story + playing badly and enjoying life + dog-licking heroine]

Jiang Yichen was reborn and returned to the time when he was broken up by his girlfriend Lin Wan.

In his previous life, he was the young master of the number one family in China. His father was the number one martial god in China, and his mother was a top tycoon in China.

But in such a difficult situation, Jiang Yichen fell in love with Lin Wan, who came from a poor family, and licked her without any bottom line.

In order to fulfill her dream of getting into the top team in China, Jiang Yichen spent countless resources to build a team and worked day and night to help her get into the top team in China.

Can……

"Jiang Yichen, I recommended him to the first team of China. I don't think we are suitable."

However, Lin Wan proposed to break up, and four years of hard work came to nothing.

After being reborn and facing Lin Wan's proposal of breaking up again, Jiang Yichen unexpectedly awakened the [Bad Choice System], and as long as he made the bad choice, he would get rewards.

Jiang Yichen was completely fed up and just gave up, taking back everything he had given to Lin Wan.

System rewards also follow.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for making the bad choice, reward: Supreme Chaos Body!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for making the bad choice. Reward: Supreme-level technique: Void Sutra!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for making the bad choice, rewarded with Supreme Level automatic cultivation! ]

“…”

After Jiang Yichen started to play badly, his realm automatically improved and he got a lot of top-level skills.

Before he knew it, he had become a martial god, shocking China.

Lin Wan, who had once said she wanted to break up, completely regretted it and knelt down to beg for forgiveness.

Jiang Yichen sneered, "Get as far away as you can!"

In his previous life, his father cheated on his wife and his mother was abused to death by the mistress's family. Wen Sheng himself was tied to the test bench of an evil research institute and died from self-destruction due to the unbearable torture.

After living a new life, she went back to half a month before the end of the world and found that she had space.

Short of supplies? She refused to resort to a locust-like raid, choosing instead to plunder unscrupulous businesses.

Delicious food, daily necessities, medicines, weapons, vehicles...she has stockpiled everything!

Beat up the illegitimate child, cheat the scumbag father's money, tear open the true face of the mistress's family, Wen Sheng takes his mother to leave to see their internal fighting!

When the neighbors accuse her in horror: "How could you kill someone?"

She wiped the blood off her hands and said with a smile:

"Oh, it was self-defense."

"Isn't it?"

A madman with a dagger hidden in his smile + extreme cold + zombies + a group of strong female characters + space.

Please note: There are CPs, but no absolutely villainous characters.

"Why are you entangled with so many girls?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I am very loyal."

"Are you loyal to every girl?"

"No, I only like girls."

You will never know how active the goddess you admire can be.

After rebirth.

Lin Luo knew.

One dollar a second? 86,000 a day? Only over 30 million a year?

Are you wrong about the system?

How can this money be worthy of your God of Wealth system!!!

what?

There are surprises in the novice big gift bag?

Okay, Brother Tongzi... I am superficial!

This is a pure business article to make up for regrets, not a mindless and exciting article. If you mind, please read with caution.

If you could do it all over again, would you choose to save the world or save mathematics?

After a ridiculous night, Wang Zhuo opened his eyes and found himself back on the eve of the college entrance examination, looking at the math test paper he had taken.

“15 points!!!”