


Chu Xuan transmigrated to a fantasy world and became the young master of a powerful family. He was rebuked for misbehaving just because he sneezed during a banquet. As punishment, he was banished from the ancestral mansion and was relocated to a remote residence. He did not mind the punishment at all. He just needed a spot that could allow him to be a shut-in. With the system that would allow him to grow stronger by being a shut-in, the longer he stayed indoors, the more powerful he became. After being a shut-in for a day, he was rewarded with the Indestructible Body Technique. After being a shut-in for a month, he was rewarded with the Immovable Mountain Technique. After being a shut-in for a year, he was rewarded with the Yuxu Celestial Scripture and 100 years of cultivation. After being a shut-in for 10 years, he was rewarded with the Chaotic Indestructible Body and the Bell of Chaos. … Chu Xuan declared, “No one can make me leave my home. I like being a shut-in!”
Xzavier was super one of the special forces and then transmigrated into the isekai world of magic. It was full of things he couldn't figure out. The magic, elves, orcs, alchemy... However, even in different worlds, humans were always the same. After all, human nature always remains consistent. He encountered a deadly threat, not from a dangerous environment but from his own kind. Fortunately, he had a military system. He could use the weapons he had always been familiar with. The collision of magic and modern weapons, the fierce confrontation between old and new thoughts, the sinister conspiracy and trickery... How should he survive in the strange world? ...... It is a harem novel and will arise some mature content, and I'll concentrate on some fighting plots. I like both of them, so stay tuned for more amazing stuff.
A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.




