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[The pampering story has ended] For a hundred million, he bought her. "From today onward, you're mine, in body and soul." The man held her, declaring dominantly like an emperor. ... ... Lucas Walker: Xiaoye, you are the rib that God took out of me. Xiaoye: I spit, it is you who is the rib, your whole family is the rib. Baby A: Mommy, is a rib the same as a spare rib? Baby B: I like sweet and sour flavor.

Question: Given that Lin Xiaoqing can lift an 80-jin item, how much arm strength does Xiaoqing have? Answer: Left arm 49 jin, right arm 67 jin. Question: Given that one plus one equals two, what is the result of 491 multiplied by 709? Answer: 348119. Others' logic is deduction; mine is cause and effect. No matter how difficult the problem, the answer is already obvious when it is posed. This synopsis is too short to describe the story. An unorthodox jaw-dropping science fiction of a top-scoring student. Welcome to immerse yourself in it.

Transmigrate into a different world, start as a criminal soldier, master the deconstruction core system, and embark on a peculiar journey as a wizard.

Lin Xun unintentionally downloads a text game called "Book of Salvation". Leveling up and taking adventures is just standard procedure. Not only can he bring game items into reality, but he discovers that he can also bring game characters into the real world… Although the game difficulty is hellish, luckily, Lin Xun has an unusual talent. While other Apostles can only use one game character… Lin Xun is hesitating over which one of the game characters he should use. While other Apostles are still using weak human characters... Lin Xun is already using powerful monster BOSS characters. … Then one day, when Lin Xun brings a terrifying BOSS into the real world... "Would you believe me if I said I'm here to save the world?"

=== WSA 2025 === Way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals. And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army. Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too. My Talent's Name Was Generator. Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like. So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me? Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back. I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls. Discord: https://discord.gg/3q2GJdk27D

Transmigrer dans un monde différent, débuter comme un soldat criminel, maîtriser le système du noyau de déconstruction, et s'embarquer dans un voyage singulier en tant que sorcier.

=== WSA 2025 === Lange, lange und sehr lange bevor ich überhaupt geboren wurde, wurde meine Welt überfallen. Eigentlich nicht nur meine Welt, mein gesamtes verdammtes Universum wurde von einem anderen überrannt, angeführt von einer einzigen Rasse, die sich selbst die Ewigen nannten. Und sie waren vorbereitet. Sehr gut vorbereitet. Jedes Leben, das wir im Krieg gegen sie verloren, wurde von ihnen genutzt. Sie töteten die Menschen nicht nur, sie fingen ihre Seelen ein, schmiedeten sie zu Phantomen und nutzten die Seelen, um Bestien in Abscheulichkeiten zu verwandeln. Unsere Toten wurden zu ihrer Armee. Dreihundert Jahre später wurde ich geboren. Ein Typ mit viel zu viel Energie. Stillsitzen? Unmöglich. Es langsam angehen? Nicht möglich. Ich war immer in Bewegung, immer bereit, in Aktion zu treten. Dann erwachte ich und bekam auch ein Talent. Mein Talent hieß Generator. Deswegen ging mir nie die Energie aus. Niemals. Meine Muskeln? Aufgeladen. Meine Heilung? Schneller. Meine Ausdauer? Bitte, ich hatte keine Ahnung, wie sich Müdigkeit überhaupt anfühlte. Wenn das Universum also einen endlosen Krieg auf mich werfen wollte? Fein. Ich würde alles, was ich hatte, zurückwerfen. Ich wurde nicht als Held geboren. Wollte nie einer sein. Aber dieser Krieg? Es war nicht mehr nur der Kampf meines Universums. Es war meiner. Die Ewigen stellten das sicher, als sie die Seelen meiner Eltern nahmen.

This is a world with incredible, extraordinary powers. Sprites born from dishes, the competition between deliciousness and power, a journey under a starlit sky, challenges tied together by bonds. A young man with the memories of a Special-Class-1 chef from his past life has arrived in this world brimming with courage and dreams. "Oh, delicacies concealing magical powers, reveal your true strength before me! I command you in the name of your Spirit Chef, Qin Lang, bring forth the Food Spirits!" "...Huh? Why isn't there a reaction?!"

The runaway Chen Enci, upon first meeting Qin Jie, mistook him for the landlord: "Renting your room and bed!" Chen Enci, who moved into Qin Jie's house, woke up hungry in the middle of the night and knocked on Qin Jie's door: "Renting pots and pans!" A month later, Chen Enci saw Qin Jie bring home a pretty lady. He lingered at the front door before banging on Qin Jie's door: "Renting bathroom, facial cleanser, and shower gel!" Half a year later, Chen Enci, drunk, leaned into Qin Jie’s arms under the influence: "Renting... you!" ... We have all become the people we dreamed of being. We haven’t forgotten each other. The alternate title of this book is "You Above the Milky Way".

Roland awakens with the memories of the life before his transmigration and gets a soul-bound card which makes him a good writer. He takes part in a national writing contest and submits his writing. But after hearing that the old king has died and there will be a new empress, he is overwhelmed by a wave of panic. Because the title of his work is Oh My, the Empress Is Pregnant, Who's the Father?