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Fang Qingyu has a special talent that he could see profession tags of others, which, in most cases, are Student, Deliveryman and Driver. However, one day when he steps into a martial arts hall, he notices a special tag above the couch's head. The red words read: Martial Artist.

As the arcane tide surges in reverse, conflict and death once again sweep across the land.Foreign races rise, dragons roar, and abyssal demons stir in the depths.The Transcendent wield divine might in mortal flesh, greedily coveting the gods’ forbidden domains—unaware that the deities, silent for tens of thousands of years, have already opened their eyes. In such a turbulent age, the protagonist Roland relies on his unique profession interface to break free from conventional class-change restrictions, gaining special effects. [Blacksmith Apprentice] → [Humble Apprentice][Recruit] → [Battle-Ready][Scholar] → [Focused Study] More than that, different professions can resonate with one another, granting additional bonuses: [Blacksmith Apprentice] + [Recruit] = [Tempered Through Trials][Blacksmith Apprentice] + [Scholar] = [Standardized Production][Recruit] + [Scholar] = [Theory and Practice] Every path leads to unknown power, and every breakthrough carries him one step farther from the shackles of mortality. Holding multiple professions—scraping by in a chaotic age?No.Omniscient. Omnipotent. Standing at the pinnacle of the world.

Blanc Rougenfort, a passionate lover of knowledge, grew up as the son of a maid serving a Count's family in the kingdom of Lockridge. Unfortunately, their peaceful life was disrupted when a rebellion broke out and the forces of the Count, who Blanc and his mother were serving, were completely destroyed. The Count entrusted Blanc with the task of escaping the country with his daughters and starting anew. However, Blanc was not content with just that. He made a vow to establish his own army, seek revenge for the Count's family, and ensure that the world is safe for those dear to him.

In Yomalvara, your power is decided by the number above your head. Your class defines your fate. Your level decides your worth. This is the absolute order — enforced by the Censors for centuries. No exceptions. Until Kanos arrives. [ NAME: KANOS ] [ LEVEL: 2 ] [ CLASS: ERROR ] [ SKILLS: ART TO REALITY (TIER 1) • STRUCTURAL ANALYSIS (PASSIVE) ] [ STATUS: INJURED. STARVING. UNCLASSIFIABLE. ] He is not a chosen hero. No divine blessing. No hidden bloodline. No prophecy carved in stone. Just an illustrator — one who spent his entire life obsessed with a single truth: If you understand something deeply enough to draw it perfectly… it belongs to you. In Yomalvara, that truth becomes law. Every stroke of his hand tears open the gap between imagination and reality. A blade sketched in charcoal — sharp enough to split steel. A fortress drawn in thirty seconds — sturdy enough to hold a siege. A creature born from ink and obsession — loyal enough to die for him. This is ILLUSTRAMANCY. Not a gift. Not a cheat code. A system that rewards mastery. Punishes ignorance. And scales with no ceiling in sight. They called his Status Panel a glitch. A rounding error. A system anomaly to be corrected. They were wrong. [ERROR] is not a flaw in Kanos. It is a warning to everyone else. Tier 1. Tier 2. Tier 3. Each breakthrough doesn't just make him stronger — it rewrites what "strong" means in this world. Alongside a disgraced knight who fights like a fortress, a fugitive scholar who knows where all the bodies are buried, and an assassin sent to kill him — who keeps finding reasons to stay — Kanos will not simply survive Yomalvara. He will force it to adapt to him. One choice remains: Return to Earth — and let this world stay broken. Or lift the brush one final time, and rewrite its fate entirely. AUTHOR'S WARNING: This power is not free. Every manifestation costs focus, blood, and absolute understanding. Push too far — and the canvas pushes back. Perfection is not a destination here. It is the price of staying alive. ⌊INFO⌉ Update 3~2 chapters/day

please stop with the criticism it is not my story I just copied and pasted it so even if you leave reviews or comments I will not bother with them. feel free to upload your own version with all the mistakes fixed. you can easily find it on Novel Updates website. Basically a man gets a remote control that helps him get girls to do R-18 stuff

{INITIALIZING...} Avner woke up one day with Shin’s memories. He soon remembers that he’s one of the 4 'male leads' in the cliche villain-survival story . Not knowing why the death of his girlfriend– the author– caused him to awaken in Avner’s body, he sets off to find the truth. A light novel styled story: sci-fi fantasy involving demons, angels, vampires and Gods. Oh, I even added the all too cliche truck-kun okay? And elves. I can’t forget em’ elves.

My name is Joshua. Half a month ago, I transmigrated to a land of swords and magic and became an unfortunate exiled prince. In order to go back to the Royal Empire and take back the throne that originally belonged to me, I had no choice but to start learning how to manage my own land. Just then, I awakened a special system panel and randomly drew a strange creature egg. After a short period of hatching, I received a baby dragon. This little one had great potential. As long as I could raise it, I could become a Great Dragon Ruler and use that power to take back the throne that was mine! But raising a dragon required inordinate amounts of resources. As such, I paid even more attention to managing my territory. I used my 21st-century knowledge to gradually transform this barren village town into an economic hub. With my meticulous care, the great dragon thrived and grew healthily, quickly acquiring astonishing prowess in battle. At the same time as I obtained the great dragon's combat power, I owned a bustling metropolis that made the rest of the Empire exclaim out in surprise...

Hero missing? Kaiju gone rogue? Spaceship needs repairing? No worries, we can solve it all! After losing his last keepsake from his late parents, Furukami Subaru enlists the help of 'Odd Jobs R Us' to help him search for it, but little did he know it would thrust him into a brand new world. A world he did not know existed, a world filled filled with wonders and dangers... Oh how he wished he did not know, but what can he do? Let's enjoy the ride as far as we can go! (It has a slow start, but it will get better around volume 2. Please show your support by reading it!)

Traveling through the parallel world, Lin Xia became a starlet hovering on the 18th line. As we all know, eighteenth-line stars are not treated as well as dogs. Life is not easy, Lin Xia is a performer. Therefore, in order to make a living, Lin Xia had no choice but to start a side job. On the first day, I went to unlock the door and earned 200 yuan in blood. The next day, I set up a fortune-telling stall and earned 500 yuan in blood. On the third day, the street stall sold cartoon underwear and earned 800 yuan in blood. On the fourth day, go to the village to cook a big pot of vegetables and earn 1,000 yuan in blood. On the fifth day, the suona team played the suona, earning 500 yuan in blood and earning a table seat. On the sixth day, the Yellow River fished out the corpse and rewarded 10,000 yuan. On the seventh day, the funeral home worked part-time and earned 1,000 yuan in blood. On the eighth day, try to sleep in the haunted house, and earn 10,000 yuan in blood. On the ninth day, earn 500 for mourning, and deduct 200 for crying to the wrong person, making a total of 300. tenth day…… Finally, netizens suddenly realized a problem. Damn! This guy seems to be a star, right? He doesn't do singing and acting, but he is skilled in all kinds of martial arts in life. You are proficient in everything, right!?

The truck didn't just kill the old me. It turned me into a science experiment. When I woke up in the hospital, my memories were gone. My name, my past, my family—all wiped clean. But the doctors left something else behind in the empty space. To save my life, the beautiful and cold Dr. Evans injected me with an experimental "vitality serum." Now, I’m alive, but I’m living with a side effect that’s driving me insane: A constant, painful state of arousal that I cannot relieve myself. My own hands don't work. The only thing that soothes the burning fire in my blood is the touch of a woman. Cast out onto the streets with no money and a body screaming for release, I discover I have one other side effect. I can see the "blueprints" of the world. I can fix any machine, solve any mechanical failure, and repair any broken system with a single touch. I am the ultimate Handyman. From the shy doctor’s daughter who needs help with her car, to the lonely housewife with a broken sink, to the CEO with a corrupt server... the city is full of women with problems only I can fix. I’ll fix their pipes, their engines, and their lives. In exchange? They’re going to have to help me with my… hardship. I don’t know who I used to be. But I know what I am now. I’m open for business.