mj production 101

Li Wei transmigrated into a magical world and acquired the power to modify the production date of all creation. Having difficulty in leveling up his meditation skills? He would modify the duration of cultivation to 1000 years later and easily level up his magical power! Having difficulty in collecting raw ingredients for magical pills? He would transform the Mandrake he collected the week before into a century-old plant! Was the incubation period for a familiar too long? He would change the age of the beast to 10,000 years. It would grow into an adult beast right away and become a domineering existence! The owner of the magic wand shop said, “This scepter is made of holly wood. It is enhanced with a dragon heartstring and a phoenix tail feather. It once belonged to a super-powerful magician. However, it lost all its power after it broke in half. It has no value now.” Li Wei said, “Here are 100 golden dragon coins. I will take this scepter.”

The story is about a person named Ali, who was a student at the officer's college. He returned home after taking leave and rested for a while, and when he woke up, he realized that the world was no longer the world he knew.

Fantasy scenarios with you and Michael Jackson if you're a fan of him. May god have mercy on my soul.

Mainly involving around the Shainihebun, where everything is lead to betrayal and tragedy, Chiyo, a warrior that is known for her talent to create crystals out of nothing, lives a life of a prey and goes through consistent loss and self-guilt. The book is about Chiyo's self sacrifice to spread the Mythical Prisms, basically indulging deep into the origins of what went down millenias ago.

Michael and Tatiana were neighbors.They were only 12 when they met. He bullied her and she never knew what she did to deserve it. Michael eventually moved away and Tatiana thought she was free of him, until one day, 5 years later, her father got a job opportunity in Encino, Califonia and had to move. She starts going to a new school, hoping to have a new start. Both her and Michael cross paths and things start to slowly unravel. Have things changed? Is he still the same? Will feelings develop? What awaits for them??? Tune in on: The Bully

Emporer: Bai longwei i wish to marry your sister as my imperial concubine.Bai Longwei: scram you piece of trash before i cripple you this daddy will not allow a shitbag like you a mile near my sister if i see u near her i will destroy your kingdom and let u watch as my guards kill your children Emporer: .........You you Bai longwei: still not scraming .Follow Bai Longwei and his little sister as he uses his system to forge his path and create a clan that even the gods fear.Hahaha you have a level 3 forged blade this daddy can forge a level 6 weapon in an hour,what you have a level 5 pill this daddys grandchildren eats them like candy, oho your sect has a spiritual land this daddy has a spiritual space with a fountain of life where god level plants grow and mature in a weeks time hahaha this daddy will even let you have a taste of the food and wine i made with the ingredients prepared from it just dont ask this daddy for more i hate beggars,ohh trying to steal my wine see if u can get past my formations that your sects guardian had to escape from with his tail between his legs dont even mention my personal guards haha they are already at late stage of primal blood god realm see if u can even scratch one of them, hoo u want to compete with this daddys family in martial arts fine just dont cry if your decendents die.

Sergeant Claude was a monster on the battlefield. Known as the Death Reaper, he didn't just win wars—he enjoyed every second of the slaughter. But when the generals he served betrayed him, he died in a bomb blast, only to wake up in a new world. Now he's in the body of Kael, a weak, starving orphan in a lawless village. His only power? A Production skill that everyone calls trash. In a world of magic and legends, being a producer is considered a death sentence. But Claude is a military strategist. He knows that with the right logistics, even a "useless" skill can become a weapon of mass destruction. The bandits and corrupt nobles think he’s an easy target. They’re wrong. Claude is starting a new war, and he’s going to audit this world’s survival... one corpse at a time.

a remoduled version of a certain story

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"