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Under the blood-red moonlight, listening to the whispers of ancient gods, a transmigrator steps into this new world of steam and steel. The Twelve True Gods sit high upon their thrones, while the Great Old Ones linger within memory. Mysteries from the Dreamlands, unfathomable artifacts, potions of the new world, and secret arts of the old. On Victorian-style streets, Lynch opens the door to his detective agency—and falls into deep thought at the tentacles knocking outside. Is there any saving someone with excessively high ‘inspiration’? Waiting online. Urgent.

Opening his eyes, Shen Xiuhan found himself a fisherman in Changyun County. Armed with the Daily Intelligence System, he braved the biting wind and frost, navigated the treacherous world, and silently forged ahead with his head down. [Intelligence 1: One li to the south, in the shallows of Xiaojing Bay, the Precious Fish "Silverback Fish" can be found.] [Intelligence 2: Three li to the north, in a hole covered by dry grass on the largest dead tree in the withered forest, lies the food hoarded by the Gold-Tailed Rat for the winter.] [Intelligence 3: Three li to the southeast, in the back courtyard of the Tongbei Martial Arts Hall in the Inner City of Changyun County, the original copy of the Huajin-level stance work "Tongbei Stance" is kept.] [Intelligence 4: Six kilometers to the southwest, in the depths of Cloudwater Lake, lie the relics and legacy of a core disciple of the Diaohai Pavilion...] By the time he suddenly looked back, he realized that, before he knew it, he had risen from a lowly fisherman to a Daoist Monarch of the Martial Dao who solely wielded ten thousand laws!

She had her heart ripped out, her cultivation destroyed, and was exiled to the Northern Border. She collapsed in a ruined temple, waiting to die. A blind man took her home. When she wanted to die, he grabbed hold of her sword blade. Blood ran down his hand, but he never let go. Later— "You're an alchemist now?" "Why wouldn't I be?" "A blind person can refine pills?" "None of your business." "I forgot you used to be a formation master." "Are you deliberately bringing up painful memories? Just take your medicine!" Jiang Ci grumbled as she swallowed the bitter pill. "You definitely bribed someone for that Second-Rank Alchemist certificate." Lu Yan's face darkened. The medicine worked perfectly fine, so why did she keep saying that? Forget it. He was the one who picked her up in the first place, so he could only put up with it. "Add some honey next time..." Jiang Ci immediately beamed. "You're the best." Lu Yan rubbed his forehead. "Where exactly did my cold and aloof Sword Fairy go?"

Fifty years after transmigrating to another world... The cheat promised by the goddess was nowhere to be found. With nothing but his own effort, Chen Mian trained himself all the way to max level, conquered countless dungeons, and was finally ready to enjoy a peaceful retirement. ...Only for his system to arrive. A modern apartment standing alone in the middle of an uninhabited corner of another world. A rent-collecting system that showed up fifty years late. "Please give those in need a warm place to call home." And, for some reason, it keeps making him set bizarre conditions for prospective tenants. The goddess: "How did his level exceed the maximum cap?! This is bad... really bad! What are we supposed to do now?!" ... "Miss Flora, you can stay in my apartment rent-free—as long as you agree to my conditions." The elven girl tightened her grip on her staff. "...What kind of conditions?"