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Transmigrated as a vicious female supporting character, Song Yao diligently courted death every day to complete her missions. Eldest Senior Brother is aloof and noble, but with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, he's perfect for being drugged with aphrodisiacs to perform a striptease. Second Senior Sister is hot-tempered and dotes on her spiritual pets—perfect for stealing them and roasting them into Beggar's Chicken (no small animals were harmed in this incident). Fourth Junior Brother's parents are both deceased, making them perfect to be dug up so they can play together. Fifth Junior Sister is deeply in love with her fiancé. Her fiancé? I'll be taking that. With everyone's corruption value reaching one hundred percent, Song Yao faked her death without a second thought to obtain a new identity. She thought she could live as an ordinary person from then on, but she soon realized something was off. Why does the pure and aloof Eldest Senior Brother always want to lock her up? Why does the Second Senior Sister, who swore to fight her to the death, keep climbing into her room in the middle of the night? Why does the gentle and obedient Fourth Junior Brother say with a cold face, "Try running away again and see what happens"? Why does the bright and sunny Fifth Junior Sister pierce her fiancé's heart with a sword and say, "If you try to seduce my senior sister again, I'll kill you"? Song Yao: "..." - Warnings: 1. The female protagonist is very strong but loves to slack off. This is not a typical "strong female lead" novel, nor is it fast-paced. 2. The female protagonist is not a good person; she has done a whole basket of bad things. 3. There will be ambiguous interactions, but there is no official romance in the main story. The female protagonist will not reciprocate anyone's feelings for now. If you easily feel bad for the supporting characters, please do not read. The supporting characters are also a bit crazy; there are not many sane people in this novel.

After losing both her parents and her legs in a car accident, Lan Qingyou could only lie in bed waiting to die—until she was forcibly transported into another world where magic runs rampant, and must struggle to survive. Survive? Not really. Although she starts with only an E-rank talent and a tree hollow as her shelter, Lan Qingyou does not lose heart. She studies alchemy, grows herbs, crafts magical puppets, and absorbs all the knowledge in this world that can benefit her. Her talent is weak? Then she develops a [Talent Ascension Potion] to enhance it herself. The human race has too low a ceiling? Then she creates a [Race Transformation Potion] and simply stops being human.

[Cthulhu + Amber-style progression + villain protagonist + no system + decisive killing + dark humor + unhinged energy + single female lead + sequence containment] Xu Mo: “In the twenty-second century, all you need is a brain-computer interface helmet to experience a fully immersive, physically realistic game world.” “Why did I choose this starting character? Naturally, because she’s a beautiful girl... no, wait, naturally because weaker characters offer more of a challenge.” “As a veteran player of this game, I’ve already piloted the weakest starting character through countless endings.” “I have battled dragons in the mountains. I have gambled with ancient evil gods in the void.” “I have brought endless sin and death upon the world. I have also led revolutions that set entire continents ablaze.” “This game has an incredible degree of freedom. Sure, every ending ends with the world being destroyed, but every run gives you something new.” “But this time, there’s a small problem...” “Where the hell did my logout button go?” “And why has the character I’m controlling suddenly gained self-awareness and started fighting me for control of her body?!” “She is the convergence of countless beginnings and endings.” “She is an angel of light, and also the butcher of the night.” “She brings madness, blood, and fire. Yet wherever she passes, flowers and hope bloom together.” “She is... she is...” — The Book of Answers

Transmigrated into a xuanhuan world, Ye Ling becomes the background clan sister fated to be nothing more than a supporting character in the story. No top-tier talent? No mysterious inheritance? Doesn't matter! The golden finger "Heaven Rewards Diligence" manifests in reality — one part effort, several parts reward. Techniques and martial arts can all be swiftly perfected. Sword in hand, she trains tirelessly day after day in swordsmanship and martial techniques, her cultivation advancing by leaps and bounds. Faced with covetous rivals and challengers, her swordsmanship is sharp and merciless — she crushes her peers through sheer strength. No romantic entanglements, no love affairs — fully focused on cultivating and growing stronger throughout. So what if I'm just a background character? I forge my own path, sword in hand — through diligence alone, I'll reach the summit and carve out the life I want!

Gu Ningyun transmigrated into a novel. And of all roles, she became the cannon fodder female side character—destined to have her spiritual root dug out by the heroine right at the start. So what should she do? Simple. She packed up and ran. What, the heroine is searching for her like crazy? No problem—Gu Ningyun is already busy looting all of the heroine’s opportunities. ………… Gu Ningyun joins the number one sect in the cultivation world—the Xiaoyao Immortal Sect. The Xiaoyao Sect has three ancient tenets: Only by becoming strong can one attain true freedom. To cultivate blindly without thought is no different from being a puppet. When caught up in endless competition, remember to pause and listen to your own heart. Later, at the Grand Tournament of a Hundred Sects— Genius A from another sect:“Wasn’t it said that Xiaoyao has extremely high standards and is super competitive?” Genius B:“Yeah. Otherwise, how do you think they beat you senseless across realms?” Genius A:“Then why are they playing music and grilling meat while we’re training?!” A passing Xiaoyao disciple chuckles inwardly— If you’ve never entered Xiaoyao, how would you understand its people? If you’ve never walked the Xiaoyao path, how would you grasp its Dao? Reach for the heavens with a single hand, Lower your head and listen to your heart. In every action, effortless and free— That is the way of a Xiaoyao Immortal. Later still, when a beast tide descends— Gu Ningyun holds talismans in her left hand and a sword in her right. A black bear demon:“??? Aren’t you a wind-element spell cultivator?” Gu Ningyun pulls out an iron pot, lights a fire, and starts stewing bear paws. “Alright, I admit it… I’m actually a food cultivator.” A passing righteous cultivator:“Talisman cultivator? Sword cultivator? Spell cultivator? Food cultivator? …Heh.”

“What did you just ask me?” “Cultivation is very difficult—are you afraid?” “The line before that.” “Do you want to cultivate?” Xu Xian paused briefly, then said, “Cultivation is fine—but enduring hardship is not!”

Matthew transmigrated to a fantasy world where supernatural powers exist. Although his start was rough, he possesses a cheat unique to himself. He believes that as long as he develops quietly, he will eventually become the strongest. 【Equipment: Worn Standard Shortsword (Bound)】 【Quality: White】 【Requirements: Strength 3.0, Constitution 3.0, Agility 3.5】 【Description: A melee weapon forged by a town blacksmith, modeled after styles commonly used by adventurers.】 【Effect: Slightly increases the training efficiency of Basic Swordsmanship and increases effective damage against unarmored or lightly armored targets.】

After a terminally ill boy closes his eyes, he awakens once more to find himself transported to another world — and not just as anyone, but as the lofty Demon King himself. He successfully inherits supreme power capable of standing against the entire world. Yet there are always fools who overestimate themselves and dare challenge the Demon King’s might. “When I had just transmigrated and didn’t know anything, I let it slide. But now… what should you call me?”

Programmer Bai Qingxue suddenly died from overwork, then transmigrated into a novel as its aloof female villain. Good news: her talent was maxed out, and her beauty was unrivaled. Bad news: she was currently being dumped. And yet, the plot after that seemed to go a little off-script. Why was the tsundere junior sister who was supposed to cling to the male lead always sneaking over to the cold pond where Bai Qingxue trained, blushing as she muttered, “Senior Sister looks so good when she’s cold as ice...”? Why was the sect’s holy maiden, who was supposed to weather hardships alongside the male lead, knocking on Bai Qingxue’s door late at night with a sacred healing medicine, her gaze complicated as she whispered, “Junior Sister Bai, your path should not be confined to this place.” Even the demonic enchantress who was supposed to turn evil later in the original story had now appeared early, wrapping Bai Qingxue’s wrist with a binding immortal rope and breathing softly by her ear. “An aloof fairy? I want to see what lies beneath that layer of ice.” Bai Qingxue looked at the “heroines” and “female villains” before her, all gradually drifting further from the original plot and growing stranger by the day, and fell into deep thought.

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!

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."

[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?”

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?"

“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.” “…?”