Shen Nan, who had crossed into the crown prince, was about to ascend the throne, but was shocked to find that he had awakened the restoration system.

[At the age of thirty-four, the Dafeng Dynasty collapsed, you became the king of the dead country, wolf smoke everywhere, demons are rampant, after you have experienced months of displacement, standing on the cliff of a mountain peak in Jiangzhou, you feel that you are ashamed of the people and your ancestors in this life, do you choose to jump down, or choose to work hard, re-energize, and restore the country! 】

I was preparing to ascend the throne, and as a result, you gave me the awakening system?!!

No!

At the peak of its peak, the Dafeng Dynasty that I was preparing to enjoy lying down and enjoying is dead?

Why am I ashamed of the people?

I haven't started to indulge in it yet, have I?!

What else is it called to jump down, whose script did I take? The little emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty?!

[The host chooses to restore the kingdom and rewards the Ten Realms Gift Pack - Xianwu Zhangjiao! ] 】

No? What does this Xianwu Zhang Jiao mean?

After several missions, Shen Nan looked at Zhang Jiao, Shang Ying, Lao Tianshi, Li Chungang and others under his command: "It doesn't seem to be impossible, the restoration system is really good!" ”

Yang Ge has never been the best in the world.

But later, everyone in the world said that he was the best in the world...

PS1: This is a story about friendship, ideals and reconciliation.

PS2: There are already high-quality old books with a price of more than 20,000 yuan, "From Boss to Martial Arts Leader" and "Humanity Yongchang". Those who are not satisfied can take a look!

"My name is Roach. I'm not a horse, nor am I a carrot. I

'm currently in pieces (literally), but since I've been put back together, I can be considered alive.

I don't have any special hobbies, nor do I have any special interpersonal relationships. By local standards, even if I'm not illiterate, I can be considered illiterate.

My main daily tasks are fishing, making soup, chopping wood, and feeding horses.

I haven't traveled around the world. You asked me what my main job is? Probably pets.

What are I good at? It seems that I'm not particularly good at anything. If I have to say, it's probably courting death.

If I have to say, I'm quite confident in my appearance because the witch praised me for being cute."

The man, with scars left by healed wounds on his face, smiled like a child as if he had just emerged from a hellish battlefield, and raised the axe in front of him.

How are villains made? This is how villains are made.

A demonic cultivator without a sense of good and evil, she is a cannibal in this world.

PS: This is a story about aboriginal cultivation without a male protagonist. The female protagonist’s way of thinking is completely demonic. Please pay attention~

PPS: Demonic Path! Demonic Path! To put it bluntly, he is a big villain, the kind who takes the initiative to attack!

(Apocalypse + Weirdness + Villain Protagonist + High-IQ Spy Thriller | No Heroism, No Romance, No Knife Fights)

When the apocalypse descends, technology collapses—and weirdness creeps in from the cracks of reality.

In the shadows of Area B, the most dangerous spy ever known is finally exposed.

Xie Changfeng—master manipulator, strategist, and traitor.

That very night, Area B plunges into unprecedented chaos.

Cities lose control. Chains of command break down. The weirdness multiplies.

Enemies from all directions close in, determined to erase him.

Out of options, out of time, Xie Changfeng chooses self-destruction.

But that wasn’t the end.

Now, reborn in a world spiraling deeper into madness, he returns with every memory, every grudge, and every unfinished plan.

No emotions.

No attachments.

No forgiveness.

Armed only with his mind and a new set of rules born from death itself, Xie Changfeng plays the game again—colder, faster, and deeper than before.

In a world ruled by secrets and shadows,

there’s no room for knives or compassion—only control.

The Third Prince, Zong Luo and the King of Beining, Yu Beizhou, have been at odds with each other.

Water and fire were never compatible. Their tit for tat confrontation was exhaustible.

Unfortunately, things went awry. After an imperial edict came, Zong Luo laughed facing the heavens. His ink hair was scattered, he closed his eyes, and committed suicide under the city gate.

However, he woke up again.

Following that, he became entwined with Yu Beizhou once more, till death eventually came upon him.

His enemy’s face was stunning, flamboyant, and sinful. Only after staring at him did he only notice a little bit of light floating within his unfathomable eyes.

“Senior martial brother,” Yu Beizhou said in a low voice, grasped his sword in hand, and touched his eyebrows intimately, “We meet again.”

…….

That night, Zong Luo had a dream.

He dreamed that after his death, the man sewed up his uncollected body, and kept it in an ice coffin for nine years.

Glory, wealth, and world domination that will last for thousands of generations- Zong Luo didn’t want it, but Yu Beizhou got it all.

However, no one knows that after going to court every day, after the tyrant dismissed the palace servants, he would walk into the cold bedchamber alone.

“Senior martial brother, it’s already nine years.” Yet it’s still so cold no matter how warm it is.

“I hate you so much.” He held the body in his arms and muttered to himself.

-Hate is the strongest form of love-

Back in 2011, my life began to diverge from filling out my application for the college entrance examination.

I found out that I had enrolled in the acting major, and saw familiar faces from my previous life on campus.

Gu Wei strengthened his belief. If he tried again, it would be impossible to work hard.

From now on, rowing will not rely on oars, but only one word will be important. . . . . wave!

[Congratulations, you are dead! 】

A black and white headshot showing a pair of scissor hands and laughing heartily appeared in his eyes.

Ghost:......

[Yinming Monument: It can be opened after the dead body appears and becomes a ghost. 】

Ghost: Am I dead?

...

...

I am Yang Jiao!

The eldest brother of the Erlang God Yang Jian and the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan in the mythical world.

Now is the time after the Yang family was wiped out.

I'm so dead! ! !

Yang Jiao immediately looked down at his illusory body, then looked around, and saw two lonely and simple small tombs in front of him.

I felt extremely sad and angry.

...

...

This book is also known as "Buddha is the Tao, Ghosts are also Gods", "I Want to Be the Emperor of Heaven", "The Daily Struggle of the Lord of Heavenly Demons in the Transformation of Heavens", "Don't Let Me Lie Down, Roll Up", "Ten Thousands" I didn’t expect that the sword cultivator was myself.”

Leng Rongrong, a wild prodigal girl in the countryside, was forced to marry Mo Linyuan, the Fourth Master of the Mo Family who is supposed to be crippled, poor and ugly.

If you’re disabled, you’ll be crippled. Marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog. Leng Rongrong really wants to. After all, the leader is handsome, oh no, it’s her medical skills against the heavens. The dead can also become living, and the disabled can become normal. problem.

One day, she suddenly discovered that her poor and ugly husband does not seem to be poor and ugly, with a handsome face that is suffocating, and holding the lifeline of the economy of Country Z, it is all good overnight…

Her husband is actually the overlord who always pesters her and spoils her all the time?

And the celebrity Xiao Mengbao picked up the next day after marriage is actually the son of her and her disabled husband?

By mistake, the crippled husband became a spoiled wife, and the baby she picked up became a son. She seemed to have made a profit!

One day, “Master, grandma is ruined again!”

Fourth Master Mo: “Let her lose, she will be happy. This young man is the world’s richest man, and he can’t afford a prodigal woman, and he can’t afford it, so he can earn more!”

“Little master, the young lady is ruined again!”

Mo Nanyu: “It’s a good loser. My mother will lose as much as I want. Xiao Yuyu’s celebrity circle money is not just to make my mother rich!

“Masters, your goddaughter is ruined again!”

Three godfathers and one master: “You lose, we are such a big and powerful goddaughter who can afford to spend this money! Not enough? Why is it so difficult, betting on the emperor, the queen will be back in the arena!”

Introduction: Xiao Yu, who has a small country, relies on his size and technological equipment in addition to doing his best in the small country.

Suddenly found that relying on the wonders and extraordinary knowledge of the villain world has already led the real world to a wrong way…

Summary: This is where a girlfriend has a funny story about a little country.

ps: There is no transcendence in the real plane, only the protagonist is unique