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In a world where elite racers partner with intelligent Mecha Girls—AI-driven humanoid machines built to enhance driving performance—fame and glory are earned on the track. Fired and betrayed, racer Derek is left with nothing—until he meets XC-99, a Mecha Girl doomed for recycling. Flawed but blazing fast, she fears she’ll kill any pilot. Derek sees potential. Together, they’ll defy their fate and return to the track.

Imagine the things you could do if you had the power to turn back time. Will you use your knowledge to change your fate? Perhaps you can use that same knowledge to gain the wealth, power, and influence you will need to carve your own path. Mark Warren had such power. It was granted to him by an alien relic known as The Techno Lord System. With this, Mark was on top of the world until a mistake, an unfortunate accident, caused him to lose everything. Now trapped in his past with a broken system, he is forced to start from nothing. Will he be able to forge ahead? Will he save the people he lost along the way? Or will he condemn them? Can Mark even challenge his own fate?

When natural disasters rage, extreme cold and storms spread infinitely... When global mutations occur, zombies flood like tides, and horrific anomalies appear... When the apocalypse arrives, massive devouring abysses with diameters of hundreds of kilometers begin to appear around the world... When people look up to the atmospheric clouds and see the slowly emerging giant corpses of evil gods... From that day on, people started to notice that the time of sunrise became later and later, until the sun no longer rose, and what awaited was an endless polar night. To survive, on that day, the doomsday broadcast announced to the world for the last time: Everyone, head east, escape the dawn! ... Lin Xian awakens the "Mechanical Heart" ability, allowing him to devour machines to gain various mysterious skills, scan machines for blueprints to create new machinery, and even use his mind to synchronously drive various machines. Thus, he finds a 200-ton heavy gas locomotive, pulling specially modified storage, planting, production, medical, and living carriages, embarking on a 320,000-kilometer journey along the star orbit, charging eastward!

In a world where mysticism and steam industry coexist, cursed objects, the Reception Bureau, and Evil God fanatics... That year, the King was bedridden with illness, the successor was inexperienced, and power slipped away, leaving the empire teetering. That year, external forces gathered around the empire, and foreign civilizations eyed it covetously. That year, the prophet delivered a prophecy that the era of civilization was nearing its end. That year, Ethan arrived at a small town on the outskirts of the imperial capital. To survive in this perilous era, he began practicing Fireball Skill. Years later, Ethan looked at the meteor falling from the clouds and realized there was a problem. The beginner Magic he learned seemed a bit off.

In times of war… What is a Battle Mecha engineer expected to do? Are they expected to do research and realize their imagination? How about a Battle Mecha pilot? Are they expected to enter battle with their mechas as they display their exquisite control through bizarre and bewildering techniques? What about a member of the special scouts? Are they expected to infiltrate deep into the enemy lines as they use stellar unarmed fighting skills to suppress the enemy with a single move? Or are they expected to make use of disguises and stealth techniques to take out the enemy? And what about a military officer? Are they expected to analyze the outcome of a battle? Or are they expected to create brilliant strategies to triumph over the enemy through a miraculous move? For someone who excels in human psychology, deceit, assassination, and disguise, what happens when that person is merged with all those professions? This is the story of a cowardly, wretched, and despicable fatty.

After the world's annihilation, it was rebuilt. Upon the edge of a perilous cliff, skyscrapers rose anew. Those called the Chosen thrived behind the scenes of reality, walking in the shadows of history, wielding extraordinary powers, and receiving admiration and reverence. Some say they are fated by destiny, one in tens of thousands. Yet Ji Jue has no interest in such destiny. He only wishes to one day, see the scenery that lies beyond destiny. '...' The chronicler paused the pen here, looking at the greasy-handed mechanic: 'So, this is your reason for disrupting the international order, trafficking forbidden weapons, funding subversive organizations, inciting a polar war, and plotting to secretly rule the world?' 'It's none of my damn business!' Ji Jue rolled his eyes, 'I'm just a damn mechanic!'

“Next, we have the most noble recipient of the Order of the Garter, the Grand Cross of Saint Michael and Saint George, the Grand Cross of the Bath, the Victoria Cross and the lower grades of Knighthood, the leader of the anti-colonial movement, the bell-ringer of the East India Company, the hero of the Crimean War, a Fellow of the Royal Society, a lifelong dear friend of literary giants such as Dickens and Great Dumas, a steadfast supporter of scientific luminaries like Faraday and Darwin, having served as assistant under-secretary, deputy under-secretary, and permanent under-secretary in departments of the Home Office and the Navy Department of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, the inaugural Cabinet Secretary and head of the civil service, the first graduate and most distinguished alumnus of our school. Please welcome Sir Arthur Hastings to deliver a speech on the occasion of the fiftieth anniversary of the founding of the University of London.” Arthur's gaze swept across the crowd before him, looking at the young faces and murmured, “Agares, what do you think I should say?” The Red Devil's wraith hovered behind him, saliva almost dribbling from the corner of his mouth, “Look at these ignorant souls; they still worship you as a hero. Why not say something they'd like to hear?” Arthur took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar, “Oxford is a bunch of whores' bastards!” “Oh!!!!” The audience erupted into thunderous applause. “Cambridge is the same!” he added immediately. The applause grew even more fervent... (The protagonist, possessed by a devil, travels through 19th-century Britain in a world without magic)

The system is broken. Villains are stopped. Heroes are praised. Cameras move on. And somehow, the same names keep coming back. Aidan was an engineer, removed from the superhero world. He built prosthetics for civilians and heroes alike, the people who survive battles they were never meant to be part of. From his workshop, the pattern is impossible to ignore. A villain escapes. Again A hero fights them. Again More people get hurt. Again The revolving door keeps spinning, and the bodies left behind are quietly written off as the cost of doing business. When Aidan becomes one of those victims himself, he refuses to wait for someone else to act. He builds a suit. He arms himself. And he starts asking the question no one else will: How many times does a villain get to escape before the deaths become the system’s fault? So he acts. The media calls him a murderer. Heroes call him unstable. Aidan doesn’t see himself as a villain. Or a hero. Just someone unwilling to accept the idea that losses are acceptable.

When the Global Apocalypse System descended, every adult received the same message… [ Select the Apocalypse you’d like to challenge. ] [ You have limited time. Fail to choose, and the system will choose for you. ] Dragons, demons, zombies, deep sea creatures, aliens, vampires, machines… They will enter an apocalypse! Each survivor was allowed only one choice. One Apocalypse. One Gift Pack. Then, they would all receive their unique Talent… But Kai awakened something unusual. He received Infinite Gift Packs… every survival kit, every resource, every starter’s advantage was there… While others struggle with scarcity, Kai alone walks with abundance. No matter which Apocalypse he enters, his arsenal will decide who survives… and who perishes… or so he thought. Compared to other Survivors with Talents that gives them super strength, special eye, mystical ability, and other unusual talent like invisibility, can he really survive or even end this apocalypse? *** WSA 2026 14 Chapters per week. 20 Golden Tickets = 1 extra chapter 100 Power Stones = 1 extra chapter

What to expect when reading this chronicle/story: A random System that is minimal in pretty much everything. And when I say random, I mean random! Two souls, sharing similarities but coming from different starting points, somehow staying in one body. Yuri? Yes to Yuri. Futa? Tasteful, but may come around. Fantasy or Sci-fi? I honestly don't know. I am only a Slime penning down vision from another world while immersing in a coffee hot tub. Polygamy, because why the hell not? How many girls? I don't know. I'm not an author in the traditional sense. P.S: Naval Warfare combined with Mecha Combat because RNGesus exists. Congrats to those who hope for this particular combination. P.S.S: How the Hell would a Slime combine both genres into one?! I don't have a brain! Before the synopsis below, here are some useful links as a shameless self-advertisement. https://www.patreon.com/c/Heartbreak117 (There are regular discounts to be had up here. Early Access Chapters and even possible Cameo appearances, too, if you read the fine print.) https://www.webnovel.com/book/reich-marshal-of-the-belkan-reich_23809095505377305 https://www.webnovel.com/book/in-the-grimdark-sector-with-a-system_31596105108346205 _______________________________Sypnosis________________________________ Having come to terms with my mortality, I suddenly find myself wandering in front of a Bar in an ever-changing void. No familiar sighs to be found. No landmark worth a damn can be used to triangulate my position. It is an overall confusing and mind-numbing experience. I react like any normal person who is already dead would and push open the double door, causing a windchime to peal tastefully as I nearly run inside. A blink of an eye later, I find my gaze locked to an extraordinarily beautiful lady, who is cleaning a glass behind the bar counter. The Bartender, with her eyes strangely closed, still manages to fix me with a meaningful glance that prompts me out of my stupor. The moment I meekly plop myself on the stool, the Bartender greets me in an enchanting voice. "Few that do reach my Bar tend to do so with invitations. Rarer still are those that come across here out of sheer chance. You, my dear guest, belong to the latter category." "My name is Viola, the owner and Bartender of the Random Omniversal Bar. To commemorate our first meeting, allow me to mix you a Piano Woman. It's only fitting that a girl who looks as sweet as you deserves a matching drink." "After your soul has quenched its thirst and calmed its emotion, however, may I interest you in a deal? Don't worry, it's not anything that you will find distasteful..." "Huhm... You may see it as me handing out a Beginner's Quest to an interesting individual. After all, for you to get here by pure chance is something to take note of, by me, of course." "So, what say you, my dear?" -------------------------------------------------------------------------- I should have read the fine print. It's indeed a bonus that I got a mysterious System that, while being minimal in presentation, actually comes with all sorts of features that my previous tumultuous life would kill to have. But never in my long, former lifetime would I expect to one day occupy a body that is already, well, occupied. To say it's an interesting experience would be a major understatement. I am at a loss for words; however, when the other occupant of our now shared physical flesh willingly cedes the reins of her body to me, of all people. It spares us the cliche of two souls fighting for control, but the other me does so out of PTSD! My poor other me got so traumatized by events before my arrival that I have no choice but to take charge of the situation. Screw me and my bleeding heart, I can't let my other me waste away in a corner of our shared mental space. "Please, the other me..." "I know. I know. I won't hurt them... much. Whether they live or not is up to fate, however..." "No one can hurt us with impunity."

After transmigrating into Honkai: Star Rail, Evan finds himself on Jarilo-VI, a planet buried under ice and snow for seven hundred years. A catastrophic start. Fortunately, the Treasure Hunter System activates. As long as he reaches designated locations and opens treasure chests, he can obtain rewards. From the Mechanical Settlement, he opens a chest and obtains the Arahato Mecha Blueprint. From Everwinter Ridge, he opens a chest and gets a Plasma Spark Tower Blueprint Gift Pack! On top of that, Evan opens the Beginner Gift Pack— and acquires the Authority of Reason. Hook: “Brother Evan’s giant mech is amazing! The great Pitch-Dark Hook approves of you!” Bronya: “The solution to Belobog’s crisis… is turning into light?” Nous: “Hmm? Creating an artificial star with your own hands? Genius Society Member No.1.” …… Evan originally planned to simply follow the Astral Express and loot treasure chests along the way. But soon, he realizes— something is starting to go very, very wrong. From the Simulated Universe, he opens a chest and obtains Omniscience and Omnipotence. From the Shackling Prison, he opens a chest and obtains the Heart of a Borisin Wolf Lord. From the Xianzhou Luofu, he opens a chest and obtains…

【Battle Through the Heavens】【Weapon Refining】【Mecha】【Technology】 The neighbors hoard food, I hoard weapons—my neighbors are my granary! Alchemy can’t save (or break through) Battle Through the Heavens, right? Xiao Yanzi. In this world where alchemists reign supreme, Jiang Lin quietly rises through weapon refining, becoming king and ancestor. Xiao Yan: “My Mystic Pill can develop sentience, can yours?” Jiang Lin: “Hmm… (takes out a Heaven-rank artifact) …Well, now it’s mine.” [Spatial Dao Artifact · Damocles Sword Strike System is online] Xiao Yan: “Wait, wait, wait! Take it, it’s all yours!” ... This is a world where battle qi rules and alchemy is king. Yet, a poor guy who once majored in materials science stirs up a storm of weapon refining in this land. Jiang Lin: “With transcendent materials already here, resisting nukes bare-chested? If you’re a real man, try withstanding my nuclear bomb artifact. Huh… you only groaned once? You’re a real man!” ... Xiao Yan, the representative of alchemists: as long as cultivation speed is high, one’s realm can crush opponents. Jiang Lin, the representative of weapon refiners: as long as the gear is good, invincible at the same level, slaying enemies across realms! Alternate titles of this book: Alchemy Can’t Break Through Battle Through the Heavens! · Xiao Yan: I bully the weak, he’s invincible at the same level! · Xian Xiao Yi: Studying medicine can’t save Battle Through the Heavens! Also known as: Alchemy Can’t Dominate Battle Through the Heavens! Xiao Yan: I bully the weak, he’s invincible at his level! Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 30 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Franklin1

After obtaining the Mech Designer System, Ves aims to create the greatest mechs in the galaxy! In the far future, the galactic human civilization has entered the Age of Mechs. The countless lesser powers of humanity have come to adopt mechs as their main weapons of war. Only a small number of humans have the right genetic aptitude to pilot these destructive war machines the size of buildings. Born to a military family in the edge of the galaxy, Ves Larkinson is one of the many people who lacks the talent to earn glory in battle. Instead, he became a mech designer. Helped by his missing father, Ves has obtained the mysterious Mech Designer System that can help him rise in the galaxy and beyond. His mechs based on the principles of life quickly allows him to rise to prominence. Powerful and highly compatible with mech pilots, his products have the potential to take the market by storm. However, success does not come easily, and countless challenges bar his ability to sell his mechs to a market eager for innovation! With the sins of the human race in the galactic arena slowly catching up, Ves must navigate the perils of the ultra-competitive mech market and maintain control over his growing organization of misfits. This is the golden age of mechs. This is the golden age of humanity. The question is, will it last? "Any challenge can be overcome as long as I design the right mech!" --Join The Mech Touch's unofficial Discord server! https://discord.gg/APB5KCU --Follow my Instagram and Twitter! https://www.instagram.com/mlduong https://twitter.com/MLDuong --Cover Art by Derek-Paul Carll (carlldpn) --The Mech Touch is an original webnovel written by ML "Exlor" Duong. --The Mech Touch is mainly published on Webnovel.com and a select few platforms affiliated with the parent company of this website. --Artificial Intelligence / AI clarification: Since I started to write and publish The Mech Touch on 2018, I have never used AI tools to write my webnovel. All of my chapters are written and proofread directly by me for many years. The only automated tool that I have used is the basic spellchecker that comes standard with the Google Docs application. I have not changed my approach towards writing chapters for The Mech Touch even as technology has advanced and introduced new tools. I will continue to maintain my current approach for this webnovel until it has come to an end.

Eighty per cent of D-Grades are dead within five years, and Marcus just tested F. Heir apparent to a military dynasty of a thousand years. He was groomed since childhood to be their saviour, trained in the arts of war, politics and mech combat. He was destined to reverse the sharp decline that had befallen his family. But fate had other plans. In the span of a single verdict, Marcus lost his name, his family, and every future he'd been raised to inherit. Now classified as expendable and thrown into the Federation's lowest ranks, Marcus has been given one purpose: stand on the front line and bleed long enough for the real soldiers to finish the job. No cultivation advantages. No family connections. No system-granted blessings. Just a half-functional interface that shouldn't exist, and a body the machine refused to classify. In a galaxy where power flows to those who obey the system, Marcus is about to discover what happens when you break every rule. [T̷R̸U̷E̵-̶N̷O̸O̵S̷P̸H̷E̵R̷E̸ ̵-̷ ̵P̶R̸I̵M̸E̵R̴] [STATUS: INITIALISING...] ------------------------------------------------------ Also posted on other websites.

Loose cultivator Shi Lang gradually found himself in the realm of invincibility. However, when he finally tried to ascend to the higher realm, the spirit of the world was nearly exhausted. So, between his ascension to a new world or the well-being of his home, he chose the latter and sacrificed his life to save the world. Nobody knew what he gave up for the world, and he told no one. Although his sacrifice had gone unsung, there was still someone who witnessed everything. A treasured artifact he carried on his body preserved his soul and let it escape a tragic end. Eons passed. The human race stepped out from the age of cultivation into an age of stellar conquest. The spirit energy in the world was now scarce, but humans found other means to excel. In this highly-advanced time, Shi Lang's soul has found a chance to be reborn. What happens when an ancient cultivator that neared the level of a deity before his first death gets a second chance at life in the space age? ... Cover Credits: ropreker#8513(discord) Fonts and Final editing credits: Not gonna tell y'all. XD

One day, I found myself transported into the world of Neon Genesis Evangelion. With the power of the "God of War System" at my side, I awoke in the body of a total background character — a nobody named Ryota Kitazawa, just another classmate of Asuka Langley Soryu and Rei Ayanami. But from this moment on, everything changes. Ryota Kitazawa will walk a path paved in blood and song. That's right, from this moment, the Human Instrumentality Project will be rewritten. A new legend begins now! PS: Access the complete chapters at https://www.patreon.com/c/NanamiTL

After being reborn into the Gundam SEED world, Felix spent fifteen peaceful years in Copernicus City, only to suddenly relocate to Junius Seven. The mere thought of Junius Seven's destined future made his scalp crawl. Realizing that changing locations might prove futile, Felix resolutely decided to join ZAFT, determined to alter the fate of Junius Seven and save his parents. Once stepping into the whirlpool of war, Felix understood there was no turning back. To achieve the future he desired, he could only advance relentlessly and make continuous choices. ... "The world is but a grand makeshift stage, where everyone is both actor and playwright; the script changes constantly, the performance shifts endlessly, and the future resets perpetually. Only the director who calls 'cut' holds the power to decide the future!"

After crossing into the Gundam SEED world, Lu Tianming found himself right in the middle of ZAFT's initial plot to steal the Gundams. To survive the ravages of war, Lu Tianming had no choice but to board the Strike Gundam. Just as he was worrying about how to start it up... the Gundam actually spoke? After all that... turns out he wasn't the only one who had crossed over - his good bro Xia Chuan had come too? Even more - he had directly crossed over and become the Strike Gundam? Watching the enemy forces gradually approaching, Lu Tianming could only grit his teeth: "Sorry bro, I'm borrowing your body for a bit!" At this moment, staring at the autonomously moving Strike Gundam, Kira Yamato looked up in confusion: "If you're piloting the Strike, then what am I supposed to do?"

The unwithering steel flower, shuttling between worlds to find its resting place. "Hey, Orga, we're moving forward, right?" "Yeah, Mikazuki. Move forward. Don't stop." "Mhm. Barbatos won't stop either. Let's go back... Tekkadan. Important Note : For the continuity of this story consider to Support us on Pãtreon/Flokixy to access advance Chapters and To Support The Daily Update

Reborn as the Rune Coder Dev was just a coder from India. Then he died—and woke up in a world of magic, monsters, and dungeons. Here, magic is real. Mystical. Powerful. Unpredictable. People chant spells, bend elements, and fight with raw mana. But Dev… can’t. His control over magic is weak. Pathetic. Useless. Until he discovers something else. Runes. Ancient symbols carved into the foundation of magic itself. While others treat them as sacred, unchangeable formulas— Dev sees something different. Structure. Logic. Code. And unlike chaotic magic… Runes can be understood. Modified. Rewritten. What begins as survival becomes experimentation. What becomes experimentation… becomes creation. Rune-powered weapons. Mechanical constructs. Systems no one in this world should be able to build. But in a world ruled by power, bloodlines, and control— A man who can rewrite the language of magic… Is not someone they will ignore.