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Ren Yi woke up one day to find himself transmigrated into a "mundane" world with absurdly good social welfare. Under the protection of "The Alliance," everyone lived free of worry, their futures bright. He thought he and his one and only family across two lifetimes — his autistic older brother — would simply live out their days in peace. Then a single "Professional Allocation Test" blew his entire worldview to pieces. His brother told him: there are no real "humans" in the Alliance. Everyone, including the two of them, was an Anomaly wearing human skin. But that's okay. It's still a good world. It just so happens that The Alliance's full name is the "Pan-Galactic Anomaly Alliance." It just so happens that the job you're assigned upon graduation is becoming an Instance boss. It just so happens that the way we protect our world is by becoming the most terrifying legend across countless realms. That's all.

Good news: I transmigrated into the strongest race—a dragon. Bad news: What do you mean the dragon clan has fallen? And that we're being hunted down everywhere by the Angelic God Race? Weakened and fractured, the dragon clan now fights isolated battles. Hunted right from the start, my white dragon childhood friend held onto me, praying that I could survive. Every dragon believes our kind is doomed. But coming from the human world, I know one truth— Disunity leads to destruction, but unity is where the future begins. So I'm done pretending. I'm going to become the Dragon King, and I will make the dragon clan rise again. Until everyone looks up to see shimmering scales soaring across the dark sky once more.

While fishing at a wild lake, Jiang Huan accidentally fell into the water. When he woke up, he was shocked to find that he had become a lighthouse keeper in the Steam Age. Good news: He transmigrated and landed a high-paying job where his monthly salary equals half a year's wages for an average person. Bad news: His workplace is a lighthouse on an isolated island, his only "colleague" is a mummified corpse, and he is afflicted with a curse that makes him hallucinate every day as if he'd eaten magic mushrooms. By day, he inspects the buoys; by night, he fights off hallucinations. Whispers echo in his ears, dark shadows lurk outside the window, and he has a diary filled with the scribblings of a madman. It wasn't until he discovered the mummified corpse, a bottle of "Spirit Vision Potion," and a sharp-tongued ghost who had been trapped for fifty years in the lighthouse's basement— That he finally realized he hadn't taken over a lighthouse at all. What he was actually guarding was the sealing fire suppressing a divine abomination!

After being blown to death, Li Nanzhu transmigrates into a beloved “group pampering” novel—as nothing more than a cannon-fodder female supporting character. She thought she was already unlucky enough, only to discover that the sect she randomly joined is actually a gathering place for villains! But what does that have to do with someone like her—someone who just wants to die? Every time she thinks about giving up and rotting away to death, someone always reaches out and pulls her back from the pain. “Why? Why choose me?” “We chose you—because it’s you.” “The sky won’t fall. Someone will always hold it up for you.” Live on. Only by living do you earn the right to become the strongest. Whether it’s redeeming others or redeeming yourself, only by standing at the very peak of the clouds do you gain the right to pursue the truth. And those youths who refused to believe in fate etched their laughter into her destiny, branding warmth into her Dao heart. Even after a thousand years of wind and snow pass—when she looks back, the laughter carved into her fate still echoes through the ages.