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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.

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."

Lin Miao has a strange terrarium. He kept a bunch of bugs in the tank, originally planning to make some satisfying stress-relief videos to earn some quick cash. "Let the war begin! Let the galaxy burn!" "???" Looking at the sudden pop-up, Lin Miao was left completely bewildered. ... Terra continent, Year 666, the Swarm successfully conquered the plane.

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!”

"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..."

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.”