Jiang Qiu was transported to a fused world of anime, where he lived a relaxing and relaxing life. In this world, he witnessed the Kaiba Entertainment Group launch a new Duelist tournament, a new film funded by Integrated Sports was released simultaneously across the country, the Camelot Group launched a new round of investments in Fuyuki City, and a summer concert hosted by the Paradise of the Past. There were no dangerous incidents, no horrific bloodbaths; everything seemed remarkably peaceful and harmonious. Until one day, the system, which had been loading for so long within Jiang Qiu's mind, beeped: "Ignore the risk and continue installing. Multiple versions of Jm, bk, Eh, Pv, Pb, and X have been integrated, officially launching the Paradise Project." He suddenly realized that he had come to this world to fight. There were entrance battles, rooftop duels, gym wrestling matches, night raids on the ward, and library control. There was no retreat, no compromise, only pure bloodshed and bloodshed, fighting to the last drop of blood!

Shi Xi, a struggling actress, gets bound to a supernatural game. She initially thinks it's a deadly horror game, but it turns out to be a cheat code that gives her skills. She encounters a ghost actor and inherits his acting talent, going from having no roles to becoming a breakout star and the lovable goofball of the entertainment industry. She encounters a ghost Taoist priest and inherits his magical talent, going from hiding from ghosts to chasing them, eventually acquiring a new alias—a master of metaphysics. She encounters a ghost painter and inherits his painting talent, going from a complete novice to a master artist, eventually acquiring a second alias—a genius painter. She encounters a ghost novelist and inherits his creative talent, going from writing unfinished stories to becoming a literary sensation, eventually acquiring a third alias—a wildly popular online novelist. After reaching the maximum level, all her aliases become legendary. Hint 1: This is a really silly story, utterly ridiculous, with no regard for logic. 2: I'm not a good writer, so I'll say it first. 3: The plot and setting are completely made up; don't apply them to reality, and definitely don't imitate them. [Pre-order novel "My Elevator Connects to Another World [Dimension]" - please add to your collection] Synopsis: After shopping at the supermarket, Yun Mianmian took the elevator home carrying two large bags of goods. Reaching the second floor, the elevator opened, and a gaunt man stood in the doorway, pulling a bag from his pocket. "Do you have water? I'm willing to trade this bag of super seeds with you." "Huh?" Yun Mianmian looked down; the man was standing on a patch of black, scorched earth. He seemed to belong to another world! And he looked like he was about to die of thirst! Yun Mianmian gave him a bottle of water and a loaf of bread, receiving two bags of super seeds in return. Reaching the third floor, the elevator doors opened again. A group of black-robed figures knelt outside the elevator, calling her a goddess and begging her to bestow upon them the seeds of salvation. This group of self-proclaimed wizards took the seeds and offered her a horned abyss cat and two boxes of gold. Yun Mianmian thought, "..." "I must have taken the elevator wrong." ... The elevator doors opened and closed repeatedly. Some people got on and joined Yun Mianmian on her adventure, while others chose to get off and remain forever in some other world. When the elevator finally stopped at her doorstep, Yun Mianmian already possessed the following identities: the savior of the apocalyptic lord, a savior goddess, the strongest witch in history, and the behind-the-scenes owner of a dimensional supermarket... The items in her shopping bag had also been replaced with super seeds, magical potions, and a personal warehouse... Yun Mianmian, this elevator ride took me forever.</p>

[Warhammer 40,000: The Merchant Ronin Fanfiction] [No System] [Loyal and Unorthodox] [Harem] [Growth] [Multiple Perspectives] [Entire Group]

When Wang Yunfei, a seriously ill patient, closed his eyes, he woke up in the world of Warhammer 40K.

This is a hive world not far from the Colonus Expansion Zone in the Calissis Star Sector of the Hazy Starfield. The original owner of the noble family, a transmigrator, is surprised to find that he has become the experimental subject of a certain wandering technological heretic.

Having passed the forbidden ritual, he gained a witty personality and the ability to genetically mimic others. But his immediate priority is to escape from the clutches of the motorgirl and then get on board the ship of the merchant ronin, Theodora, to take up his post.

[Claude Frye is also Cloud Fly, Brother Yunfei, how have you been? King, Little Wang... uh, Jin, right... not bad either.]

Wait, why does your surname end with Von Valancius?

[Act first, report later—it's an imperial decree, so what? What the chartered captain can handle, I'll handle; what he can't, I'll handle even more.]

【Ageta, no, Brother Jie, could you possibly make an exception for this alien technology matter?】

【Eh, I really don't know this, explain... a Szalak-brand space necromancer command vehicle! Jai, you're my Jai-ge!】

【Oh, so you like SM too ❤ No, I meant Space Marine, what are you talking about?】

This is a world where a civilization built on Immortal Dao evolved into a new system, the Dao Seed Civilization.

In an era where the immortal path has collapsed, humanity sought a new road to longevity.

Abandoning the traditional spirit root cultivation methods, they turned inward, awakening the innate powers hidden within the human body.

Every person in this world carries a seed within them.

When one’s compatibility with the seed reaches over 80%, it begins to sprout and grow, eventually blooming into nine branches and nine leaves.

In this world, talent defines your worth.

Power comes from your Dao Seed ability.

In a society bound by rigid hierarchy, hard work is a joke. Only talent matters.

This is the story of a young man who, after awakening his Dao Seed, walks step by step toward becoming the public enemy of the world.

(No rebirth, no heroine, no system, nothing to write about. Please read with caution. Those who hate evil should avoid it.)

Song Qian was originally an honest child, but he became unruly after picking up a small, tattered book.

I, Li Wei, have money, beauty, family background, childhood sweetheart, and girlfriend, I can get whatever I want.

I thought I was a winner in life.

But... I was wrong.

Why are my elves popular? ?

Even they can show better than me? ?

Is something wrong? ?

This book is also known as: "Everyday Pokémon", "The Leisurely Daily Life of the Rich Second Generation", "My Daily Life of Pokémon Cultivation", "Is It Wrong to Expect Reiki Recovery in the World of Pokémon" What?", "In the Pokémon world, instead of waiting for Ibrahimovic to repay his favor, instead of talking about love, is there something wrong?"

A novice's writing style, a brainless, sappy, and slightly broken storyline. The logic is a bit off, so beware. The heroine has an all-encompassing ending, and everyone loves her (maybe?). Bound by the system, I've arrived in a cursed world, intent on rescuing the wounded and the rotten, while also punching and kicking rotten oranges. Who knew, while rescuing them, my companions started acting up? ...But it didn't matter. I just wanted to focus on my career, and forget everything else. After completing my mission, I successfully escaped death and returned to my original world, where I lived a blissful life with the system's rewards. But the good times didn't last long. I saw someone on the street who shouldn't be in this world. I started panicking. If I got caught, I'd be done for. I had to run! !!!

While others transmigrate to fantasy continents, they either defy the heavens to cultivate or vie for supremacy. Lin Xiao, however, opened the Lingxiao Labor Dispatch Company. Small sects grumbled as they entered, "What use are mortals?" Yet, once the contract was signed, three thousand mortal craftsmen entered the site, maintaining formations, cultivating spirit fields, mining abandoned mines… their efficiency skyrocketed. Until one day, a great war erupted between the righteous and demonic paths. In this moment of crisis, Lin Xiao silently pulled out the ultimate contract: "Gentlemen, do you need temporary workers?" The next moment, the three thousand mortal craftsmen tore off their disguises, their Immortal Emperor and Demon Lord awe-inspiring presence that stunned the entire scene…

In his first month back in the modern world, Lin Muran picked up a girl at a comic convention—one who claimed to be a dragon.

“Life is but a dream, and humans are like specks of dust. Why do mortals always stare at half-naked women in paintings? How pitiful...”

“Put down that dakimakura first, then we’ll talk.”

In his second month, he ran into a girl at his doorstep, her smile clearly forced, held in place by her own fingers.

“Master said... if I register as a monster girl here, I can eat for free. Is that true?” the girl named Di Hou asked while maintaining her painfully fake grin.

“First of all, we already have one freeloader at home.”

By the third month, the door was knocked on yet again—this time, by a seemingly elegant older girl who claimed to be his number one anti-fan.

"Papa Lin, how about we collaborate on a Birdkin’s Tale? Guaranteed hit!"

"Honestly, I preferred it when you and your troll army were just roasting me in the comments."