During his journey through the multiverse, Leon’s soul shattered! And the system that accompanied him cracked apart as well!

Each fragment of Leon's soul could form an independent new soul, but the exploded system was too broken to be restored, turning into countless tiny shards!

So the various Leons could only hold back their tears, merging system fragments to gain its powers, and each began their journey through different worlds!

Once Gu Qingjiu, she was fortunate enough to be born in the “best” family, ended up having a miserable and unjust life.

Reliving her life once more, Gu Qingjiu chooses to enlist in the military and bear the toughest hardships she has ever faced. Everyone says that she’s the least possible person to join the special forces. However, she manages to prove all of them wrong.

Good-for-nothing? Who’s the good-for-nothing? Is she a good-for-nothing when she can throw all of them onto the floor in a fight? Is she a good-for-nothing when she has results better than everyone else? She’ll prove all of them wrong.

Enter Helian Niancheng, the well-known, youngest major-general in Beijing. A banishment sends him into the basic ranks in a military camp as a new recruit. From then on, he meets a person that makes him dote on and protect at all costs, his beloved. However, his beloved is only focused on fighting and killing. Major-general Helian declares this to be a very bad, a very terrible situation. Yet, Gu Qingjiu merely replies,

“Scram! Lower your gun if you dare!”

The art of winning, feng shui, witchcraft... are not groundless!

Hundreds of strange techniques and folk taboos become reality in one day!

All things in the world are based on the Daozang!

Monsters and ghosts, use Nuo masks to invite gods!

The moment I put on the Nuo mask, I will no longer be a human being!

But God!

The end of the world is full of crises, Su Chen said no need to worry, there is a red alarm system, so confident. You said you have a lot of weapons? Sorry, I’m running out of weapons, let’s check the weather controller. You said the mutant beast is very powerful? It happened that my super-arms was born. Su Chen’s eyes looked upward: “Earth has never been my goal, my goal is that star sea!”

"What? This evil god requires us to practice for three hours every day, receive top-level skills for free, and can only pray during rest time, and also distributes elixirs?"

……

"Great Master, please give us the oracle!"

"I command you to become a Martial Saint!"

(The new book Warhammer Shadow King is online. It is also Warhammer, without a system. It is a pure dark Warhammer text. Click the avatar to jump.)

The constant vibration of the spaceship spilled the ink on the table, but Chen Guo seemed not to see it and continued to write the ending of his autobiography. "Today, the last imperial fleet in front has been destroyed, and the mice curled up in the shadows are still calling.

I am only one step away from the final goal.

Now the High Lord and the clown Abaddon can no longer interfere with me.

The sacred Terra is right in front of us, but we all know that in the end only one person's fleet can cover the pool and sit on the golden throne.

Obviously, that person must be me.

And I think the "person" sitting on the golden throne has been looking forward to this face-to-face confrontation for a long time.

Let's bring this chaotic deadlock to an end!"

What is hometown? It is an anchor for travelers on their journeys, and a dream to which they ultimately return. But when the distance from home changes from land and mountains to light-years and galaxies; when the years away from home grow from years to generations, hometown, to the wanderer, is ultimately... an anchorless place, a dream elusive. Young people, stepping on the red earth of the planet, gazed up at the boundless universe for the first time, only to be greeted by a dazzling galaxy and a deep sense of emptiness beneath. Hometown is nothing more than a humble set of three-dimensional coordinates, abstract and illusory. But for those determined to return, hometown is far more than empty coordinates; it is an ever-vivid and real presence, gleaming in their hearts.

This ancient god is listless. It should be heatstroke. I'm going to remove his spine and put it on my battery car. This old heart wash can still be used to wash and put it in a thermos cup. Why are these Cthulhu eyes so much? It's okay to dig your eyes, right? That outland pillar young man, that's right, it's you. Your claws have stepped on my floor. Since you don't want it, give it to me!

He is the heir of Di Hao Group; decisive, cold-blooded yet dotes on his wife a little too much.

“Husband, I think I want to rear a pet. What do you think we should rear?”

“Rear you.”

“Husband, I want to change bed sheets. Which material do you think is the most comfortable to sleep on?”

“You.”

“………”

Zhuang Nai Nai: Can’t he speak properly for once?

One day, somebody asked the man, “Why are you always the first one to bow your head every time you two fight?”

Si Zheng Ting: “I am 185 cm, she is 165 cm. Of course I have to bow down to speak to her.”

To put it short, this is a story about a black-belly president, his wife and their effort to conceive children after marriage.

Nanfeng has a dream, that is, he hopes that his best bad friend will live across the street, and his favorite fool will be by his side.

That dream is now half realized.

So, does anyone want to be a fool now?

(Single female protagonist, no cp removed.)