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Chen Zui transmigrated into a chaotic world of martial arts. He awakened a bizarre system: The only way to become stronger was to meddle in other people's business. And so, this world gained a loafer carrying a long spear, sticking his nose into everyone's affairs everywhere he went. When two peerless sword immortals engaged in a decisive duel, Chen Zui strolled slowly onto the battlefield. "My apologies, I'm just here to deliver a message for someone. Please, carry on." When a generation's Female Prime Minister tried to persuade him to stay, Chen Zui said, "The landscape and moonlight have no permanent master; whoever is at leisure is their master." ... At the desolate borderlands during the decisive battle between the Human and Demon Races, Chen Zui floated high above the battlefield, spear in hand, and stretched lazily. "My, my... this piece of business I'm meddling in is really quite big, isn't it?"

Infinite undead creatures make the best warriors, but they are also the ultimate beasts of burden! Skeletal mines, skeletal farms, ghost-operated assembly lines, bone dragon cold-chain logistics, and abomination heavy-duty trucks—The Necromancer Lord offers you the most cost-effective industrial services in the world! "What? A client is refusing to pay the final balance? Black Knight Collection Team, put in some overtime! I want to see our 'dear client's' soul before sunrise tomorrow..." Chen Xu, a coder from his past life, transmigrates into this world and awakens the [996] talent. Now, he embarks on a powerful and unique path to becoming a Necromancer Sovereign.

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.

Fang Xuan transmigrates into a female-lead tragedy novel and binds himself to the All-Heavens Training System—then, with one fatal misclick, sets himself as the training target. Now he’s become Ning Xian’s exclusive. His daily tasks include things like: being fed by his cold senior sister (+0.1), sneaking a sniff of her blanket (+0.1), and getting system warnings for inappropriate fantasies… Meanwhile, that senior sister—a future calamity who will one day bathe the land in blood, whose gaze alone can freeze souls—is blushing as she gently asks, “Tonight… are we doing that again…?” “Absolutely. Please, Senior Sister—train me properly.” …… But as time goes on, why does Senior Sister seem to be getting more and more obedient? Wait— who’s training who, exactly?

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.