The "Slam Dunk" national competition movie will be released in winter, and I couldn't resist the urge to write another one.

The protagonist travels back in time and becomes Jun Uozumi, a young boy who just graduated from junior high school. The reason I wrote about Yuzumi is mainly because he is so miserable.

As one of the most powerful centers in the country, he has not even played in the national competition in three years. He can be said to be the worst player in SD.

The Ryonan team, a national top four team, didn't even get a ticket to the national competition.

This is definitely the combination of the worst player and the worst team!

Since SD fan fiction is a niche within a niche, I hope everyone can support it and don’t support it. This way I will have the motivation to continue writing.

PS: There are already completed novels such as "Slam Dunk: Ryoji Ikegami" and "Release the Demon Pet".

New book "Ming Dynasty Bandit Simulator" released!

This is a vast land

Birch, cedar, and fir trees stand side by side

Grasslands, forests, and tundra are scattered all over the place.

Rivers, lakes, swamps, where people are

Sables, gray wolves, and black bears roam the area.

Black oil, black iron, black coal, densely packed

Use dogs, deer, and horses as you wish

Hunting, fishing, nomadism, isn't it a pleasure?

Ewenki, Oroqen, Daur,

Yakutia, Qirghiz, Kazakhs,

Russia, Cossacks, Khalkha,

Jurchen, Khorchin, Chahar,

Throughout,

A son of a Han merchant suddenly appeared.

In this vast land,

What can he do?

A thrilling legend,

Coming soon!

Reborn in Tokyo, Japan, as a prospective monk at a temple, Shiraishi Hide only wants to read, chant sutras, learn, enrich himself, and spread positive energy. However, his peaceful daily life is constantly disrupted by demons and monsters. Left with no other choice, Shiraishi Hide rolls up his sleeves, picks up his staff… “Esteemed reader, it’s time to set off!” If you, dear readers, find "I Became a Monk in Tokyo" enjoyable, please don’t forget to recommend it to your friends on QQ and Weibo!

[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?”

[Traditional Journey to the West, Daily Divination] Li Feng transmigrated to the Journey to the West world. Unexpectedly, while seeking immortality, he was captured by demons and taken to the White Bone Cave on White Tiger Mountain. Looking at the cold and aloof White Bone Lady before him, Li Feng said: "Lady, please don't kill me! I am willing to serve you!" [A high-quality completed book is already available; feel free to jump in!]

The Vast World, divided into three lands.

From the disastrous Land of Extinction, the genius Sovereign of the Medicine God Sect was unable to cultivate for his whole life. Just as his natural end was about to come, he found a way to reincarnate. However, the deep oceans of life and death, the long road of rebirth, and the twists of cause and effect were never able to be predicted. The danger was yet to come.

Upon waking, forensic pathologist Shi Ze found himself transmigrated into a corpse. Truly, karma is a wheel, and no one escapes its pull. Not a zombie, lacking infinite lifespan, but merely a weak mortal with a short lifespan. In this chaotic world where demons impersonate officials and the living feed ghosts, he hides in the coroner's office, using autopsies to steal the essence of countless supernatural beings. He gains the ability to extend life by ten days from fear, manipulate static electricity by a lightning strike to the heart, and pierce through illusion with the eyes of a fox demon… "The sword immortal's finger bone—acquired!" "The mermaid tears of the river god's bride—refined!" Observing the rise and fall of the world, the legend of the "Corpse Daoist" remains unchanged for millennia, eternally immortal. [The Way of Immortality, Organ Evolution, Steadfastness, Decisiveness in Killing]

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.

Twenty-four years old, a summoner.

"Yes, I admit that I've repeatedly beaten my breath summons, causing them to become psychologically distorted. I often sign equal master-servant slave contracts with them, and I enjoy snatching their tribute fruit while kicking them like soccer balls. My specialty is beating them until they kneel down and beg for mercy and kowtow in apology. There's nothing I can do. My spiritual affinity is 1, and they won't obey. I can only use parent-child entertainment like armbars to bring them closer."

"You asked me why I insisted on playing Summoner?"

When facing the interview, Zhou Li could only speak calmly, "You can't reason with a lunatic like me who is driven by interest."