A generation of soldiers hated to leave the army and disappeared for a few years. The strong against the sky returned to the city and set off a bloody storm again!

Simple and rude is my art of doing things, and just doing it is my attitude to life!

See how the top mad young man spreads across the city and writes his legendary king!

Still very cool and passionate!

Time travel + space warehouse + fictional history + modern weapons + emperor + Jianghu style

What? He traveled through space? And that space was actually a war reserve warehouse?

What? There's no cure for chest pain, but I have a quick-acting heart pill!

What? Just because you're a master, you're invincible? My electric baton and stun gun are just for show?

What? The imperial court has no money for the war? And they're asking me to borrow money?

What? You're the emperor. You're trying to persuade me to become emperor, but you're forcing me to rebel?

Lin Chen, a workaholic and a small warehouse manager, accidentally traveled to ancient times. He used space resources to kill people everywhere and disrupt the political situation. From then on, he began his life of cheating in ancient times...

The hero is dead, and the next one is Raino.

In order to survive, the only way Lei Ye could think of was to swallow the 'gender change potion. The demon' transformed into a beautiful girl.

but...

But the Demon King laughed and said, "Do you think I would just stand there and buff like an idiot?" He ran over, snatched the potion, and drank it all in one breath?

(Pokémon, mostly female, almost invincible, most have brains)

The once hot-blooded and naive Ash has missed out on too much. He starts over again and follows the example of the legendary Brutal King Lance, gaining divine power with no level cap. From his encounter with Pikachu, he writes the legend of the Brutal King in the Pokémon world!

Xiaoxia is soft-hearted and doesn't take hardship? First try to persuade her with soft tactics, then let her take the hard ones!

Hoenn Dancer Haruka? I've booked the entire place for a private performance!

Kaluni doesn't accept private performances? Go talk to my super weapon!

Zhulan is noble and calm? I want to see if she can remain calm in the face of my super weapon!

As for strength? Even my level 999 Pikachu can be killed instantly by Arceus!

As for the Rockets... no bro, compared to me, you guys are saints.

After Wen Yao arrived in the Hell of Gensokyo, Shiki-sama's daily life became like this: In a singularity, discussing the meaning of death with Ereshkigal, the goddess of the underworld; Izanami, the goddess of the underworld, confiding in someone about her loneliness in a broken world; exploring souls and the abyss with Ash (primarily Gensokyo)... Primarily Gensokyo, interspersed with other worlds, the narrative will likely not follow the above pattern. A mix of first and second settings, the setting is not rigorous (updates will be irregular for now; daily updates will resume after the previous main story is completed; I will try to maintain uninterrupted updates during holidays). PS: If Shiki fans can't find any Shiki-sama fanfiction, they'll have to write their own. PS: I'm bad at creating summaries; this is not the final version.

After Su Jiu died in the apocalypse, she opened her eyes and became the most tragic mulberry-raising girl in a cultivation novel.

She sold her blood to support seven ex-boyfriends, and her skinny younger siblings had their cultivation resources stolen by those scumbags. They were either going to die or get injured in the future, and her whole family was pitiful. She was extremely disappointed in her poverty alleviation and love-struck mind.

When Su Jiu woke up, she also felt that everything was over, but she found that the photocopier and scanner she had found in the apocalypse had also come with her.

[Copy a small handful of green rice!]

[Copy it to the scumbag's sleeve!]

[Copy it to the scumbag's spiritual root!]

[Copied to the scumbag's]

(This story is set in the same era as Luo Feng, and they have some interactions; it's a slice-of-life story, and my writing style is limited, so please give me time to grow. It's not about who's the boss, it's about who decides; there's no "pretending to be weak to deceive others" plot, but the element of cunning is real; this is my first time writing this book, so please point out any plot holes or inconsistencies with the original work, and I will revise it based on your feedback.) Having traversed the Swallowed Star, survived a thousand life-or-death battles and countless life-or-death crises, only to fall victim to the phrase, "Those who are not of my kind will surely have different hearts." From that moment on, Li Yilin only believed in one thing—only your soul, your body, and your fists will never betray you! You only have yourself to believe in! ...

I transmigrated, I was reborn… but I became Dong Zhuo's son. But I remember Dong Zhuo had no sons in the Three Kingdoms period, so what's going on? My impression of Dong Zhuo is of him fighting with a fierce general over a woman. Although he slept with a sable, he lost his head. I'm just a lowly forest ranger; I forgot to bring Baidu (the Chinese search engine) with me when I transmigrated, and I was born into an incredibly ugly body. My father sees me as a monster, everyone treats me like a monstrous threat, except for my grandmother and sister…

Kamal looked at the black body of the person in front of him, and the heart was so black that water could flow out. "Open it up." "Uh, Lord Kamal, I just have the flu, isn't that bad?" "No, your heart is broken and needs a new one." Looking at Kamal with a serious face, Coric silently apologized for the patient lying on the operating table, then cut open his chest with a knife. Poof, blood splattered all over the two of them... "Look at you, you have been interning for a month, why haven't you learned the skills of opening up the chest yet?" Coric: "..." This is the story of a man with mediocre magical talent who opened up an alternative wizard upgrade path. Doctor Kamal's skills are really getting more and more bizarre... (with gold fingers but no system, fictional steam background)