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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!

“Ha ha ha! Look at this fat piece of meat! Brothers, charge!” With a wave from the leader of the newly arrived bandit gang, over a hundred men pressed forward. But soon, he could no longer laugh. At the front of the convoy, the silver-haired girl swung her twin-bladed axe, carving through bodies in a single sweep. In the center of the convoy, the white-robed young man tapped his staff, and the wounds on the injured guards vanished instantly. With another wave, the guards’ eyes turned red, and they charged forward howling. What should have been a one-sided slaughter was somehow held back—and even started to reverse. “Damn it! Kill the support first!” the leader roared. His four strongest men threw themselves at the silver-haired girl with reckless abandon, pinning her down for the moment. The leader himself shot through a gap from the side, charging straight toward the white-robed young man. Die! He saw the shock on the young man’s face. But just as the blade was about to cleave into his head, the bandit leader saw the Healer sigh. Then he gripped the staff with both hands. “You’ve misunderstood one thing.” The staff swung toward him, carrying the young man’s voice with it. “I’m not standing here because I need protection.” A dull crack rang out as ribs shattered. “I’m standing here…” The last words the leader heard before losing consciousness were: “…because this spot has the best view!” … Bai Xuan transmigrated into a world of swords and magic, bringing with him the game-development talent he had created. In the eyes of others, he is a merciful, holy, and strikingly handsome Healer. In the eyes of his enemies, he is a monster who swings a staff, commands a silver-haired axe queen, and smashes the Demon King’s army into dust. Panel record: [Pleasure +1] [Skill Upgraded]…

Roger transmigrates into another world and gets bonded to a system. The system is good in every way — killing enemies gives points, scavenging junk gives points, and points can be exchanged for skills and equipment. Its only flaw: it's mute. Aside from reporting point totals, it never says anything else. Roger figures this is fine. No quests dragging him around by the nose, no fear of being erased for failing a mission. He can quietly keep his head down, stack points, learn skills, and survive. Archery, healing, magic, stealth, alchemy... the skills keep piling up, the points keep stacking, and the snowball keeps getting bigger. Until everyone starts asking the same question: "Just how many skills do you actually have?" Roger looks at the rows of skills on his system panel and falls into thought. "How many skills do I actually have? Even I don't know."

Good news: He transmigrated into the world of a yuri galgame, and he is the only male character with a handsome character illustration. Bad news: The character he transmigrated into is Greg Sass, a villain maliciously designed by the developers to have a staggering 1,380 death CGs in the original game. To escape every possible death ending, Greg has no choice but to enter a dungeon that is just as dangerous. Relying on the cheat ability he has just obtained, he plans to hole up there until the protagonist clears the true ending. After that, he can finally return to the surface and enjoy a happy, peaceful life. Unfortunately, the goddess of this world and the heroines do not seem willing to let him have his way. Greg: “What do you mean the Demon King is just some roadside trash mob, and the real threat is inside the dungeon?” “And why are they all looking at me like that? I don’t want to see blood flowing like rivers! Aaaaah!!!”

What kind of experience is it to transmigrate into a prince? A handsome appearance, outstanding talent, absolute authority… great. Surely this is where the script turns to me governing diligently and making a grand display of my abilities, right! Hehe, I’m definitely going to conquer the world! But when Faust picked up the shoe his dance partner had left behind, he suddenly realized something. So this is actually a fairy-tale world! But can someone tell me… What does it mean for a “Snow White” whose beauty brings a bitter winter, whose singing bestows madness? What does it mean for a “Little Red Riding Hood” who is a generational blood-moon scion, a hunter who hunts down the ancients? What does it mean for the “Daughter of the Sea” who commands the deep-blue hordes and judges all land-dwelling beings?

[Single Heroine + Two Strong Leads + Elite Backgrounds + Superpowers + Genius Leads + Romance Fluff + No System + Decisive Killing + Academy + Official Organizations] [A slightly realistic superpower world, following the battles and daily lives of official agents in the age of abilities.] Everyone knows the trope of ten thousand swords returning to their master, but has anyone ever thought about what happens to all those swords after they are done flying around? Luo Yang: “I suggest sending them all to me.” After transmigrating into the body of a wandering prodigy from a top-tier family, Luo Yang has been feeling rather depressed lately. As an external expert for the Farstar City Sanctioner Coordination Bureau, his equipment supply has recently been restricted. The reason is simple: his ability allows him to freely control weapons, but it comes with one nasty side effect. Any weapon he controls will break down on the spot before long. Low-tier weapons are little more than thirty-second consumables in his hands. High-tier weapons can last ten minutes at most. Even if some god handed him a divine artifact, once it fell into his hands, its final fate would still be turning into a pile of scrap metal. Feeling the sting of poverty, the bureau chief had no choice but to limit Luo Yang’s field assignments and restrict his equipment supply. Just as Luo Yang was worrying over the loss of his fieldwork bonuses, he discovered that Qiu Shubai, his fellow bureau member, academy top-ranker, untouchable ice queen, wealthy young lady, and walking ATM, was secretly moonlighting as an underground assassin for a special agency. “Miss Qiu, you wouldn’t want your family to find out you’re working as an assassin, would you?” “You… what do you want?” “Lend me your sword.” “Lend me your handgun.” “And if you don’t mind… how about lending me yourself too?”

United Federation of Humans and Demihumans, a world of wine and neon. Bai Xiaodu unexpectedly transmigrated — only to become a very cute silver-furred fox. But life isn't easy. Little Bai sighs. Transcendents master their Pathways, conquering the nine heavens and ten realms of the starry void, while mere mortals can only look up in awe, struggling to survive amid hardship. Fortunately, Bai Xiaodu obtained a Galgame Affection System! All he has to do is bind a target, court them to raise Affection, and he'll receive all sorts of generous rewards. Techniques, talents, skills, items… everything's on the table! Bai Xiaodu's eyes light up. Bai Xiaodu cracks his knuckles, ready to go. Bai Xiaodu can hardly wait. However... "What do you mean this Galgame Affection System can only bind onee-sans?!" "System, have you lost your mind? You want me to go chase after mature women with THIS face?!"

I was imprisoned for five years by my yandere younger sister. After finally escaping, I was hit and killed by a truck. When I opened my eyes again— I had become the eldest son of a frontier duke in the empire. That day, my father picked up a baby outside the door. The moment the baby saw me, it burst into giggles!

Yun Shu, equipped with a Dress-Up System, transmigrated into a novel set in a chaotic era. In the final years of the Yong Dynasty, natural disasters struck repeatedly, and the dead from starvation littered the roads. She put on the starter outfit gifted by the system — "Scent of Plain Snow" — which came with the skill "Infinite White Porridge." The system wanted her to romance the male lead, Shen Jue. Instead, she set off on a journey of playing god. With her superb acting skills, the moment she appeared, she shocked everyone. Refugees scrambled to become her believers, building her a Divine Lady temple. Day One: Hearing that a "Divine Lady" had descended to bestow porridge, Shen Jue scoffed, dismissing it as just another sorcerer's trick to swindle and fool the common people. Day Two: Seeing the refugees fleeing alongside him all drinking white porridge, while he himself — being hunted and forced to gnaw on tree bark — felt his worldview shatter. Day Three: Shen Jue knelt every three steps and kowtowed every nine steps, begging with utmost sincerity for the Divine Lady to emerge and save the world's suffering people. After that: When the harvest failed entirely, the Divine Lady waved her delicate hand and bestowed a divine seed, ensuring every household had surplus grain — never again would anyone starve to death. When plague ravaged the land, the Divine Lady held up a celestial herb, enlightening the masses and passing down a heavenly scripture for healing the sick and saving lives. When a great drought struck, the Divine Lady, moved by the people's suffering, donned feathered robes and performed a breathtaking dance atop a high platform, summoning torrential rains... From then on, peace reigned across the land. The people lived in prosperity and contentment, and the Divine Lady's name spread across the realm, her believers everywhere. The system, watching its own host max out not just the male lead's favorability, but the favorability of everyone in the entire world, asked: "Is this... normal?" Yun Shu smiled. "Basic moves. Don't overreact."

If a white-haired, beast-eared loli with an unbearably tragic past appeared before you, what would you do? “Give her meticulous care, heal the wounds in her soul… and then die before her eyes.” If a girl who dropped out of school to chase her artistic dreams and ended up homeless appeared before you, what would you do? “Set up a shell talent agency, lure her in, tell her you’re holding a concert just for her—then actually send her to busk in the park.” If… “There are no so many ifs.” Watching the card characters who had all turned dark come knocking at her door, Xu Xiaoyou—grabbed by the collar and lifted off the ground—looked completely helpless. “I’m just trying to survive… so how did my bad reputation spread throughout the entire supernatural world?”

Beneath the surface of an ordinary world lurk hidden dangers: the Special Service, Churches, Evil Gods, and Cursed Artifacts. Here, all it takes is drinking a tiny bottle of Potion to gain supernatural powers and step onto the path of the Extraordinary. By sheer coincidence, Freya acquires the ability to simulate the future and create save files. Across countless simulations, she drinks different potions, walks different Extraordinary Pathways, and saves each version of herself. War, Death, Trickery, Sun, Moon, Earth—every save file can be summoned into reality as an independent clone. In reality, the seemingly ordinary petite girl already possesses the terrifying power to stand against an entire nation by herself. And after experiencing countless simulations, she already knows exactly when certain villains will act and what evil schemes they are planning. So what else is there to do? Obviously, eliminate the danger before it can even begin. Show up to fight the beginner boss while wearing a graduation uniform! Villain who has only just started preparing his master plan: "Are you kidding me?! CAN YOU HEAR ME?! ARE YOU F***ING KIDDING ME?!"

Zuo Lin'an discovered that he had transmigrated. He originally thought this was just an ordinary alternative world. It wasn't until he met his best friend, Xu Youyou, and learned that his aunt was actually a Specter Master, that he finally realized he had transmigrated into a supernatural world. Moreover, this supernatural world was not quite what he had imagined. Because he accidentally found out that he might have a chance to become a dungeon boss! This is a novel in the Specter Assimilation series. Not having read the previous work will not affect your reading experience. Welcome, and enjoy!

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?"

Heian-kyo, shrouded in dark clouds, stands at the center of the many turmoils of the Heian era. Frightened mortals living in constant fear, hidden realms of yokai (supernatural creatures), gods watching from lofty thrones, and evil deities lurking in the abyss, all their fates are intertwined in this world, in this era. A young girl awakens in this world bearing the identity of the Inari deity. Confronted by this chaotic world and the secrets hidden within herself, she resolutely steps forward. (The setting features a crossover yokai-themed universe with partial original content, incorporating elements from Onmyoji, Gensokyo, Inuyasha, and Nurarihyon no Mago.)

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?"

After getting hit by a stroke of luck and transmigrating, Lu Mao thought he was here to enjoy life as a Hero. Instead, his system is a drooling mess, and he keeps getting spawn-killed by pigmen blocking the starting village. Even the random slimes and goblins by the roadside can walk up and kick him around. Thirteen full loops of Death Return... Only to be greeted by the dungeon tavern owner with: "Odd changes, even stays the same—" Wait a minute, you mighty Soul Transformation Stage powerhouse, this is a Western fantasy world—did you walk onto the wrong set?

All because Chu Xia took a paid bathroom break, he crossed into another world and became a universally hated chromatic dragon. Weak, helpless, and very good at eating, the little black dragon had no choice but to pick up the virtues of the Flower-Planting Family and quietly develop in order to survive in this cruel otherworld. However, this otherworld does not seem as peaceful as it appears. Gods who no longer answer their believers? A spaceship from the technology side? A forgotten previous life? Things seem to be moving in an unpredictable direction!

“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.” “…?”

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.”