Qin Wen, who traveled to another world, was alone and extremely poor.

The only exorcism agency that can be used is on the verge of bankruptcy!

Just when Qin Wen was hesitating whether to change his career and run a foot massage shop, the laptop that suddenly turned on changed everything.

All kinds of bizarre events, all kinds of strange characters, and confusing and bizarre conspiracies began to appear frequently...

As long as Qin Wen completes these tasks of varying difficulty, he and his firm can continue to improve.

As the firm becomes more and more famous, Qin Wen gradually discovers a shocking mystery about himself!

Rumor has it.

There is a firm that everyone who has been there says is super professional!

But for some reason, they never had any returning customers...

The river of history has undergone an unknown transformation, sinking into a reflection of the present. Ancient Celestial Beings have resurrected from the past, pursuing forbidden secrets. Their mighty powers use time as a chessboard, all living beings as pieces, forging a plan for eternity.

Familiar legends, folkloric ghosts, and even once-admired heroes have been distorted and transformed into strange creatures that have sunk into the abyss of the past.

Once-wise and mighty emperors have become evil dragons, hovering over their empires, using their aging and massive bodies to crave the fruit of immortality, their ambergris transformed into demons that devour the common people.

Heroes fallen in battle, illuminated by candlelight, resurrected from a mountain of corpses, establishing the Corpse Reincarnation Royal Court

. By the banks of the Red River, an ancient transmigrator sighs at the moon.

The Horse-Faced Silkworm Lady, the Star Tai Sui, the ancient Heavenly Court, the Silver Dynasty... countless realms of disease vie for passage beyond the present.

Only those who travel through history can reverse the flow of time, excise the transformation, and extract historical skills and relics from the river of history. Even worse, they can usurp the achievements of the most ancient heroes and etch their own legacy into the past.

After resigning and returning home, Jiang Yan accidentally stumbles upon a Rice God of Wealth ritual and overhears the lamentations of the River of History. This awakens his historical talent: the embryo of the Dark Mother Goddess, nurturing countless offspring. Transmuting all disease into nourishment, she nurtures spiritual pets, abilities, memories, rules, and other "offspring" under her control.

From the Corpse Reincarnation Court, he nurtures the Corpse Reincarnation Phoenix; from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, he nurtures the God of Peace...

Gazing at the decaying River of History, Jiang Yan sighs,

"If I could transform history into nourishment, perhaps I could truly nurture a..."

"Forbidden Immortal God!"

Lin Yu passed through and became the eldest son of a big family. There was a beautiful maid accompanying by his side, giving and asking, there was a family business waiting to be inherited, and his status was noble.

Just when he was about to accept this fate with peace of mind and happily enjoy the blessing, he found that the world is not simple.

Various mysterious powers lurked in the dark, and even the most powerful mortals could not fight back in front of them.

Fortunately, he has a martial arts modifier.

Strengthening, deduction, and integration, even the most influential martial arts can be modified into dragon slaying techniques.

“What are the demons and ghosts, I am not afraid of gods, and they will all be punched!”

【Behind the scenes, group portraits, vests】

【6000+ words updated daily, no delays! 】

After traveling through twenty-two years, Chu Ci, who was frail and sickly and had to go into the ICU after running 800 meters, finally found a stable job as an archivist in the Extraordinary Mobility Bureau.

While his colleagues were fighting a desperate battle against the S-class disaster on the front line, he was leisurely drinking black tea in the archives room.

While the whole world was shocked by the emergence of the mysterious organization "Tarot Club", he was worried about having to work overtime tonight.

No one knows that the [Emperor] known as the "Walking Divine Disaster", the [Devil] who tempts all living beings to fall, the [Hermit] who has insight into the ages... are all his Chu Ci's pseudonyms!

"Um... Director, I stayed up all night last night to finish the analysis report on the Tarot Club. Can I get overtime pay?"

Arthur Thorne rose from his throne of brass, corpses, and pipes, donning a crown forged from alchemy, steam, and blood, and taking up the scythe entwined with fate. He looked up. The twinkling stars in the sky were all enemies. But before that... Arthur Thorne, newly transported, faced a grave problem: how to hollow out his body and survive when alchemy, medicine, and conventional supernatural powers proved ineffective.