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Transmigrated as a vicious female supporting character, Song Yao diligently courted death every day to complete her missions. Eldest Senior Brother is aloof and noble, but with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, he's perfect for being drugged with aphrodisiacs to perform a striptease. Second Senior Sister is hot-tempered and dotes on her spiritual pets—perfect for stealing them and roasting them into Beggar's Chicken (no small animals were harmed in this incident). Fourth Junior Brother's parents are both deceased, making them perfect to be dug up so they can play together. Fifth Junior Sister is deeply in love with her fiancé. Her fiancé? I'll be taking that. With everyone's corruption value reaching one hundred percent, Song Yao faked her death without a second thought to obtain a new identity. She thought she could live as an ordinary person from then on, but she soon realized something was off. Why does the pure and aloof Eldest Senior Brother always want to lock her up? Why does the Second Senior Sister, who swore to fight her to the death, keep climbing into her room in the middle of the night? Why does the gentle and obedient Fourth Junior Brother say with a cold face, "Try running away again and see what happens"? Why does the bright and sunny Fifth Junior Sister pierce her fiancé's heart with a sword and say, "If you try to seduce my senior sister again, I'll kill you"? Song Yao: "..." - Warnings: 1. The female protagonist is very strong but loves to slack off. This is not a typical "strong female lead" novel, nor is it fast-paced. 2. The female protagonist is not a good person; she has done a whole basket of bad things. 3. There will be ambiguous interactions, but there is no official romance in the main story. The female protagonist will not reciprocate anyone's feelings for now. If you easily feel bad for the supporting characters, please do not read. The supporting characters are also a bit crazy; there are not many sane people in this novel.

Transmigrating into another world, Li Dalun becomes a borderland dungeon? Countless intruders, coveting the dungeon’s riches, swarm toward this border dungeon. Dungeon too weak? Terrifying monsters are created without end. Dungeon too small? New floors are opened again and again. The dungeon has only one purpose: to stop every invader—and turn them into nourishment. The adventurers stepping inside right now don’t realize that a legendary dungeon—packed with treasure and riddled with peril—is being born beneath their feet. But today, the adventurers are confident. “Let’s party up and take down the boss—this time, we’ll definitely clear it!”

“Senior Brother, why has your cultivation improved so quickly? Do you have some kind of secret?” “You should talk more with your cultivation technique and raise its affection level. Occasionally give your technique some gifts, then have special interactions with it during certain festivals. Finally, during the mysterious inner event of the technique, confess your feelings to it! Once the technique agrees to be with you and shows you its special CG, your cultivation technique will be perfected.” “…?”

She became a green serpent, gliding through the waters by the Wei River, thinking that this life would pass in muddled obscurity. Then, one day, someone hauled her out of the water. The one who took her embroidered her into a totem, carried her into battle across all directions, adorning her with the traits of many tribal totems! From that moment on, the fate of the snake was bound to this land. Five thousand towering years! I have seen many people, I have seen many events. I have watched kings and ministers ascend the stage, and I have watched flowers fall, helpless against fate. I was the foremost contributor to the fall of Shang, the teacher of the First Emperor, a guest of Emperor Wu of Han, a friend of the Crouching Dragon. I witnessed the elegance of Wei and Jin, I beheld the grandeur of the High Tang. I heard the many graces of the Two Song dynasties, I sighed that Yongle was not truly Yongle. The totem raised by the Wei River is me, and the symbol of the Heaven-ordained Son will also be me! What? You ask who I am? My name is Qing Nu—Shaodian Qing Nu. Just a snake who longs to become a dragon.

“Ms. Grinya Loren, you are under arrest!” “Why? Just because I assassinated the king, colluded with evil god believers, stole the Church’s supreme divine artifact, released the Bloodflame Demonic Hound that could destroy the continent, and even stole a child’s lollipop?” “The evidence is conclusive. Do you have anything else to say in your defense?” “Yes! None of that was actually done by me. Someone was controlling my body, whispering strange things in my ear the whole time.” “Such as?” “Open waypoints, push the main quest, clear the inventory… oh my heavens, by the Archons above, I don’t understand any of it. Every single day I had to listen to that person muttering in my ear, then watch him control my body and dictate my life. I’m truly sick of living like this!” “Oh wait!” Grinya suddenly looked terrified. “This feeling… my body! He’s back—he’s back again!” Before she could finish speaking, Grinya’s expression turned blank, her gaze cold and indifferent. “Sorry. I just lagged.”

"Even though I've been reincarnated as the weakest among the chromatic dragons, and even though I've crossed over as a little female dragon with a disastrous starting hand, at least I'm part of a top-tier race. It’s better than being reincarnated as a maggot." Jonavili Frator Amody looked at her pure white dragon scales, now covered in bloodstains and dust, and was forced to accept the reality: she had somehow transmigrated to this magical continent as a white wyrmling because of a drinking bout. "Since I've come to this strange world, how could I not make a grand name for myself? Hehe, hehe, hehe..."

A veteran player, the sole server-wide Arcane Emperor of the full-dive VRMMO Divine Realm Era, the legendary Grand Archmage — Leo — at the very last moment before the game shut down, not only failed to log out, but was instead summoned into another world. Wait. Where the hell did I get dropped into? Crashing down like a meteor, Leo discovered that before the magic circle kneeling in a duck-sit posture was a silver-haired, red-eyed, twin-tailed beautiful girl. “In the name of Lucrezia Sylvania, the final bloodline of the Sylvania Kingdom, I summon you!” “My servant! Descend here and pass judgment! With your power, completely annihilate these lowly trash fish!” Leo looked at the murderous pursuers surrounding him, then at the three Command Seals on the back of his hand, and finally at the master, Lucrezia, standing before him — and slowly typed out a question mark. “Did I seriously just turn into a contracted beast!?”

Victor transmigrated into the body of a discarded heir of the Corvinus family and was ruthlessly exiled to a land overrun by monsters—the Eternal Night Peninsula, a cursed forbidden zone. At the start, he had nothing but a rusty surgical knife. Fortunately, he awakened the Universal Integrated Clinic System! Only… the art style seemed a little off. Facing an indescribable stitched abomination, the system prompted: [Severe skin laxity detected. Recommended treatment: full-body skin-lifting surgery.] Facing a vampire mummy, the system prompted: [Severe anemia and dental deformities detected. Recommended treatment: blood replacement and installation of Enchanted Titanium Alloy Fangs.] Facing a frenzied twin-headed demon wolf, the system prompted: [Redundant brain tissue detected. Recommended treatment: Redundant Brain Tissue Resection.] And so, within the cursed land, a clinic that made all monsters tremble came into existence—a true black shop. Victor held up his chainsaw, smiling gently. “Don’t be afraid. I’m a conscientious doctor. I never use anesthesia. Just endure it—this will be over soon.” The monsters’ sanity plummeted as they shivered in terror. Yet after Victor’s round of “physical treatment”— The stitched corpse maiden transformed into a gothic lolita; The vampire became an exquisite, mature beauty; The twin-headed demon wolf became an adorable beast girl. Years later, when the Corvinus family army and the Holy Light Church marched into the exile zone with killing intent, prepared to collect Victor’s corpse, they instead beheld him seated upon a throne of bones. Behind him stood countless goddess-tier beauties. Victor adjusted his glasses. “Here for treatment? Please register first. Not sick? Then…” “…you’ll be made into a specimen.”