chemist artinya

Ughhh what to even say well I'll keep this short sorry my bad if you came here looking for some stupid self insert op Mc bullcrap just leave. I'm not the main character blessed by fate or some Devine providence or some rare bloodline. I'm probably a cockroach in the eyes of the beings who created this place a blot on the flawless canvas they constructed that never seems to quite wash out. I'm no hero and being a vital I just too much work, heck I'm not even allowed to use the system like everyone else, I'm weak and for the life of me I have no aptitude whatsoever. but it doesn't mater I'm a chemist through and through, and if I have to boil this world down to its roots and rebuild it from scratch to succeed then that's what I'll do. anyways, thanks for reading sincerely, flamel

IT'S HELP FOR ME NOT MY NOVEL NOT MY BOOK JUST RECHERCHE!!!

It's a pure comedy. The comedic journey of three friends who are the Ruler of the Universes. They came to complete their last objective. Let's start their hilarious adventure. Even turning the most tragic in to comedy. [ Most of the characters are taken from different mythologies.] It will be quite fast paced. And a lots of grammar mistakes. Enjoy.

Der Rote Drache kam aus den weiten wilden Ödlanden und begehrte alle Kraft in der Welt. Einst trug er zahllose Titel: Zornvolle Flamme des Berges, Höllisches Unheil, Der Karminkaiser, Aschedrache...... Die Welt zitterte unter dem Schatten der riesigen Drachen. Er entfachte den Wahnsinn der magischen industriellen Revolution; im Reich, das er errichtete, brüllten Wywern, Artillerie feuerte im Einklang, und stählerne Bestien erschienen am Himmel und auf dem Land, während Katastrophen aus einer anderen Welt überall wüteten. "Unterwerft euch, oder sterbt." Cassius breitete seine Flügel aus, verdunkelte die Sonne und blickte auf die zitternden Menschen, Elfen und Zwerge unter ihm herab, während er dies sprach. ...... Es ist eine Geschichte über einen Roten Drachen mit einer Spielervorlage, der eine alternative Welt erobert, beherrscht und verändert. (Pseudo von DnD, Die Vierte Katastrophe, Roter Drache)

[A Resilient, Fiery Rebel's Daughter x A Righteous and Imposing Minister of the Court of Judicial Review] Jie Xiangsi has a secret. She is not the real Jie Xiangsi, but the reincarnated daughter of a traitor—Xiao Yan. To clear her clan's name, she deliberately approaches her mortal enemy from her past life, Zhou Yanzhi, the current Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, using Jie Xiangsi's identity as his distant cousin, carefully maneuvering and deliberately flirting. Despite their numerous clashes in her past life, she underestimated the extent to which this official was "unromantic." He mistakenly entered her boudoir, his apology gift being a copy of "The Coroner's Record of Corpse Dissection"; she was accidentally injured, and he took over applying medicine, but without blinking, he tore open her wound, saying to her solemnly, "Cousin, a short pain is better than a long one." Xie Xiangsi couldn't help but fall silent. Could she really win over this high-and-mighty beauty? Yet, on the very night she turned to leave, she was locked in Dali Temple prison by a pair of familiar handcuffs. Before the dark racks, the person who ordered her to be bound had reddened eyes, approaching her and whispering: "So everything you did... was just to overturn the case?" "Did you ever truly have me in your heart?" Xie Xiangsi stared at the walls full of torture instruments, remaining silent. Was this question a wrong answer, one from which she could never escape? But the answer she received wasn't punishment...

Der dunkle Untergrund-Kerker war gefüllt mit unzähligen antiken Relikten und Schätzen. Unheimliche, deformierte, verfluchte Objekte... Der Abgrund, Katakomben, Uralte Götter, mythische Rassen... Mechanik, verfluchte Siegelimplantate und die gigantischen schwarzen Türme... Eine eigenartige Mischung aus Alchemie, ein Tropfen Steampunk, zwei Löffel übernatürliches Mysterium, die zu einer lebendigen und farbenfrohen Fantasiewelt verschmelzen. Ich bin ein Puppenspieler Alchemist. Alles, was meine Augen erblicken, wird zu meiner Puppe. Allein bin ich eine Armee!

Evan Rios, a burned-out 42-year-old line cook, inherits his grandmother’s shuttered diner and a dog-eared ledger that reads more like scripture than recipes. When he serves one simple bowl of soup, something opens under his sternum—a Hearth that turns heat, aroma, taste, and texture into living meridians. Each dish he crafts can unlock a Palate Gate—Umami, Sweet, Bitter, Sour, Salty, Heat, Aroma, Texture—refining power only by feeding people who truly need it. But the city’s “White Aprons” regulate Savor like contraband, the Butcher’s Knot hoards ingredients, and a rival chef grows strong on empty hunger. Pop-up duels, market raids, and ethics-in-every-bite battles force Evan to choose: chase power, or serve it. In a world where flavor shapes fate, service starts when you breathe—and every bowl is a vow.

The duchess's scheme, female lead: Vanessa male lead: Henry insta: Araflyxx thank you for reading!!!

Bi Bai was drugged and went into her shared room. Han Yu booked a shared room by mistake, meeting Bi Bai who had mistaken him as an ice cube. Bi Bai left the country when peach lotus was born 9 months later. Meeting again 4 years later, they meet "You're too possesive!" "You're MINE!" "I'll never be yours!" "I'll marry you as my legal wife!" "NOOOOOOO!" In a world full of fantasy things, where beasts and humans coexists. Familiars and guilds, to groups, magic and gang

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?"