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In 1984, Alice decided to change the world. “The first step is to make a net worth of hundreds of billions of dollars. All walks of life are involved, and we will turn the United States into our own back garden!” “The next steps have not been thought out yet, but now that they have reached this level, talking about money is too tasteless.” “Well, then change the world as much as you like!” As a result, the goddess Alice shines on America, leading mankind to prosperity, to the future, and to the new world! It’s a pity, even if someone changes the world so badly, she can’t turn herself back into a boy This is a translation of the main novel I respect the author and like this book I thought the people here would love to read this I hope am not offending the author and for the readers you’re in for a read thank you

One year. That's all the time she has before the games invade and her nightmare begins again. Last time, they called her a pawn. Her talent was useless, her luck drained by a betrayer, her freedom stolen. This time, Qi Mingyue rolls a different fate. Welcome to the table, Plaything of Destiny. Your new talent is: [Jester of Fate]. Armed with a gambler's grin and a skill that lets her become anyone the world believes she is, Mingyue is rewriting the rules. They say you need a team to survive? Fine. She'll just create her own legendary guild from scratch. Meet The Black Spades—an enigmatic guild whispered to have an unfathomably powerful backer. The truth? She is the guild. Every single member. And the untouchable deity in the shadows pulling all the strings? Still. Her. Let the games begin. Bet on her. She always wins. This is not a story about redemption. Qi Mingyue is here to play the most dangerous game of all. All roles are open, and she's currently auditioning for godhood. Notes: English Original Title:《Global Game Invasion: My Alias is a God》 (Note: Title adapted for tone and readability while preserving the story’s core themes.) This is a creative, unofficial translation—a subjective, expanded interpretation of the original work, shared to introduce the story to a wider audience. All rights belong to the original author.

Transmigrated? Check. Doomed to an early death? Check. Feng Qinghe's response is to pull off the ultimate heist, emptying the protagonist's family vault before making her grand escape. Suddenly, the cultivation world is in chaos. Destined encounters vanish and hard-won treasures disappear, all without a trace or a villain to blame. When questioned, Feng Qinghe just shrugs. "It’s a gift from the heavens~ You snooze, you lose." Faced with an untraceable enemy, the entire cultivation community makes the only logical choice: if you can't beat 'em, join 'em. So they become a legion of opportunity-snatchers, too. The spiritual energy is pure, but the collective morals have hit rock bottom. After all, why fight destiny when you can just steal its lunch money? The new rule of cultivation is simple: See it. Want it. Take it.

Renci, a renowned online novelist, is a legendary author who has created classic novels such as *Phoenix Clan* and *Eight Continents*. He is considered one of the most commercially successful writers of Generation Z, the youngest billionaire writer of the 21st century, and the writer with the greatest IP adaptation potential. In July 2024, Renci died. However, after his death, he received not blessings from netizens, but vicious curses instead. "I would feel sorry for other authors who have died, but for this one, I can only wish him well." "Good and evil will eventually be rewarded. BYD's book with 10,000 subscriptions was cut, and the book was resold. It has only been a few years since the company debuted, and it has already cut more than a dozen books." "Not long ago he was arguing with readers on Bilibili, and now he's dead. This is all about karma." "Alas, the only pity is that the Phoenix Clan may never publish a fourth volume." "Don't worry, even if he were alive, he wouldn't be able to write a fourth volume, and given his skill level when he was alive, it would be garbage anyway." Some people say that such malicious comments are really going too far. But some people say that even the "benevolent" person himself has no objection. ....... Seventeen-year-old Chiya Umezon sat on the bed, smiling as she looked at the comments. "Yes, I really have no objection." "because......" As she spoke, she threw down her phone, stood up from the bed, and her eyes burned with a terrifying determination. "I'm back from hell." Thus, the astonishing eunuch was reborn as a young literary genius! (I won't marry)