Since Guan Shan got the horror game simulator in his head, everything in his eyes became horrifying.

A meat restaurant with human corpses hanging in the kitchen, an abandoned apartment building with a phone ringing at midnight, a psychiatric hospital full of murderers…

[Only by killing the final BOSS can this simulation be ended! ]

As an ordinary person, Guan Shan was scared.

In the face of these terrifyingly powerful Bosses, he could only try his best to kill monsters and get some equipment in order to survive.

He was barely able to survive each simulation.

However, in the eyes of others, Guan Shan was a horror and anomaly himself!

“Captain, the S-class dangerous psychic has been killed by him, and the entire base was destroyed by him, but why is he crying for help with a look of fear? Should we save him or not?”

“Are you s*upid? He is coming towards us! Let’s run!”

After failing the college entrance exam, Tang Rui crafted an admission letter from the Arcanist Academy and sent it to the group chat to ease the awkwardness. As it turned out, he was actually accepted. PS: This book is also known as "This Isn't Science, This Is Magic," "Believe Me, I'm a True Arcanist," and "This Is a Floating City, Not a Space Station." PS: This is a daily, farming-themed novel, not a combat-themed one. Don't stumble into it.

[Demon Power] + [Weird Western Fantasy] + [Demons in the Heart of Taoism] + [Micro-terror] + [No Female Lead]

Li Ke, as a magic monk, traveled to a fantasy world with knights, witches, vampires, werewolves and zombies.

This world is occupied by indescribable ancient gods, the church is corrupt and decadent, and the blood nobles are alienated and insane!

Fortunately, Li Ke possessed the magic treasure [Demon Monument], which enabled him to comprehend the myriad magic inheritances, plant the devil in his heart, and let the devil infect the world.

One by one, the top magical inheritances turned the church saints, evil witches, fallen vampires, barbarian heroes...all into demons!

Zombies tear living corpses apart with their bare hands, evil spirits ignore divine spells, filthy objects restrain holy light, and evil spirits taint everything...

When the True Demonic Field unfolds and ascends into the astral realm, that is when Ragnarok arrives.

[The Demon Summoning Sutra]: The White-Bone Bodhisattva, the Nine-Child Ghost Mother, the Overlord Demon General, the Twin Evil Spirits...stirring up the world.

[Secret Book of Yin Corpses]: Raise evil spirits and refine corpses, have bronze-armored corpses tear knights apart alive, when the drought demon appears, the land will be scorched for a thousand miles, and the gods will retreat.

[Jinmen Mingzha]: Paper butterflies lead to the underworld, paper figures perform funeral ceremonies, and yin-yang paper sedan chairs lead into the underworld.

【Illusion Tower Fist】: With a thought, a tower is built, and it is hard to distinguish between reality and illusion, playing with people's hearts in the palm of his hand.

[Soul-calling Banner]: Billions of souls shake the kingdom of God...

[Immortal Burial Formation]: Heavenly taboo, burying the gods...

PS: This book has no female protagonist, the strength of the characters increases steadily, it is not a fast-paced novel, and is more suitable for old bookworms.

[Behind the scenes + ensemble cast + monsters + no system + no quests]

One day, Lu Su became a god, possessing the ability to create and transform all things.

He casually sculpted various terrifying and bizarre creatures and released them into the real world, just to observe people's reactions and coping strategies.

A bizarre rampage? Human extinction? World destruction?

Haha, what does this have to do with him? He's just a guy who enjoys himself.

[Strange revival + restraint system + decisive killing + human body transformation + no CP + world view]

Xie Du was reborn with a mysterious system. He chose a different behavior from his previous life and unexpectedly discovered the true side of the world:

Angels losing their minds; apostles merging with angels; and the filth that controls angels... Does heaven even exist? The truth of the world lies within the ranks of angels.

Humanity is isolated in a corner, surrounded by monsters and riven by internal conflict. Bandits, wars, beast hordes, and monsters! The land wailes, and the people suffer! As an alchemist, Los has been tragically consigned to the borderlands of the Kingdom of Roland. But he thrives on his skills and knowledge! From slash-and-burn agriculture to intensive farming, from cold weapons to gunpowder volleys, and from the medieval era to the atomic age, thousands of years of technological advancement are now emerging in Los's hands! The times are accelerating!

Li Qingsong cloned another self based on himself.

Then he found that he could connect the clone's brain with his consciousness.

With each clone, he would have one more body and one more brain. His memory, learning ability, action ability, engineering ability, etc. would be doubled accordingly.

Facing the vast sea of ​​stars after the inexplicable disappearance of human civilization, Li Qingsong had no fear in his heart.

"Although I am the only one left in human civilization, there are countless 'me'..."

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In the late autumn of 1900, the British writer Oscar Wilde passed away at the Hôtel d'Alsace in Paris. His close friend, Robert, handed the manuscript of his novel, The Picture of Dorian Gray, to a mysterious gentleman. Over a century later, a Chevrolet Impala galloped across the ancient lands of North America. A young man from London gazed up at the stars and began a long, endless hunt. Vampires, werewolves, alchemists, wizards—countless aliens and fallen creatures knelt before the black figure. Another late night, silver swords clashed with fangs, sparks flying. "Hello, my name is Dorian L. Gray, a hunter in the employ of the Conspirators." The young man smiled gleefully, decapitating the ugly head—and pulling out the arm that had pierced his heart. "As you can see, the only thing I have in common with my ancestors is this—we,...

[Slow-burn Farming], [Apocalyptic Infrastructure], [Trait Fusion], [Road to Immortality], [Dawn of Evolution] weren't instant destruction, but the beginning of a frenzied evolution of global life. Civilization collapsed, and the world became a hunting ground for the weak. A month before the catastrophe, Gu Cheng unexpectedly awakened the power of [Trait Extraction and Infusion]. He could glimpse fragments of the laws underlying all things—[Hardness], [Sharpness], [Rapid Healing], and even [Fuzzy Insight]. With the foresight he extracted from crystals, he glimpsed a bloody future and gained a week's advantage. There was no passionate struggle for supremacy, only extreme planning and cold determination. He chose a more difficult path: slowly but steadily building a doomsday fortress in pursuit of eternal life. He strengthened himself, prioritizing wisdom and perception; equipped himself with equipment, giving his bow, crossbow, and armor unique characteristics; built a base, and...