Lin Xiao, a ghost story narrator, unexpectedly transmigrates to a world without supernatural tales. His ghost taxi stories are met with resistance from numerous taxi drivers. His tales of the human flesh barbecued pork shop terrify countless barbecued pork lovers. His campus ghost stories unexpectedly help the police solve a long-standing cold case. Moreover, he discovers that he can inherit a large number of Taoist artifacts and skills! "Congratulations, host, for obtaining the [True Copper Coin Sword]!" "Congratulations, host, for obtaining the [Taoist Compass]!" "Congratulations, host, for obtaining the [Mourning Staff]!" "Congratulations, host, for obtaining the [Centennial Taoist Qi]!" "Congratulations, host, for obtaining the [Yin God Taoist Robe]!"

Sword and magic, gods and dragons, demons and abyss, humans and races.

A door appears in this fantasy and weird world, bringing in a person who doesn't belong here.

When the consciousness of two civilizations collide, what will emerge from each other?

The Druid stood in front of a wheat field several meters high, while the fishmen chased the fish in the fishing ground;

Magic trains flashing with inscriptions rolled across the plains, and the sound of multiplication recited recited from the academy;

Ogryn and the children sat on the tentacles of the Dark Child, swinging and counting;

Dwarves and elves clink glasses, devils and priests shoulder to shoulder;

Gods chase and play in the streets, and nameless things chat happily around the wine table;

The life and death of the hero and heroine in the magical image moved the devil in the bottomless abyss.

Time will eventually tell whether this person brings happiness or destruction, but before that——

He wants to learn the lingua franca of this world and not let himself starve to death on the streets.

[No System] + [No Heroine] + [Cthulhu] + [No Routine]

The Dark Prison merges with reality, and strange creatures invade the world through the ‘door’.

An organization was born quietly, and they called themselves the Jail Keepers.

They kept the strangeness out of the ‘door’, and captured and contained the strange creatures that ran into the world.

Lu Xiao accidentally fell into the Dark Prison and lived alone in the Dark Prison for three years.

After being discovered by the Jail Keeper Organization, he was taken away from the Dark Prison and became an S-level containment with a system.

[Serial Number 081-Bone Sculptor]

Security Level: S

A toy craftsman from the Middle Ages, the dolls he carved are deeply loved by children.

But...

Those dolls are all carved from human bones...

[Serial Number 069-Prison Doctor]

A doctor from the Middle Ages, holding a firm belief that there should be no patients in the world.

He spared no effort to find patients in the world and cure them.

Even if...

It's just a small mouth ulcer...

(Unlimited streaming + no heroine + original copy + shifting reasoning + decisive killing)

【Welcome to the weird game】

[As long as you clear the dungeon, you will get everything you want, wealth, power, health... everything]

In the thirty-sixth year since the advent of the strange game, Qiss was pulled into the dungeon by the Lord God.

Gray fog and yellow clouds cover the sky, ghosts and monsters roam the streets, towering dead trees rise from the ground, and skeletons and carrion pile up everywhere.

This is not reality, there is no such thing as morality and conscience; this is not chaos, there are laws and rules that cannot be disobeyed.

Qisi took a look at the rules and found a lot of loopholes that could be exploited.

(This book is also known as "I Will Dominate the Weird" and "I Will Steal Gods in Weird Games")

——Wenqing version (not speaking human language version) Copywriting——

The rules feed on the gods, and the gods sacrifice all living beings.

The strange game is the snare, and the mysterious resurgence is the medium.

Under the cold fig leaf is an indescribable horror.

Not wanting to be controlled by fate, Si Qi jumped out of his shackles.

Tear apart morality and dance alone on the border between black and white; break away from the rules and build your own throne.

He is not a god in this life, but Weird Games has already prepared a god status for him and welcomed his return with a feast of death.

This seemingly normal world hides bizarre "weird stories".

Strange story 1: From now on, no matter who calls you from behind, don’t look back, otherwise the consequences will be serious.

Strange story 2: Play hide and seek alone in an abandoned room. After hiding, you will find that someone is really coming to find you.

Weird story 3: Don’t go up to the rooftop to dry clothes alone at midnight.

At the beginning of the strange story, some people encountered it, some escaped, some were curious, and some questioned...

Until one day, it completely broke out!

Welcome to the Hell Game.

[Enter Dungeon: Bloody Restaurant]

[You're applying for the position: Delivery Driver]

[Your clients include: a fat otaku stinking of corpses, a maid who explodes at the slightest disagreement...]

[Your colleagues include: a boss who's too pretty to be human, a literal beast of burden, a man-eating tree spouting French swear words...]

Faced with these crouching dragons and phoenix chicks, Liu Zheng, who wanted to be a good person, had no choice but to stop being one.

Lin Feng wakes up and becomes a tombkeeper, but the world is full of natural disasters, and he will die if he is not careful. Fortunately, he has the ability to plant corpses and raise tricks. He can harvest various skills and tricks by planting corpses. In a playful way, he plays the role of the Monkey King, undergoes seventy-two transformations, and overcomes the world's storms. Embroider weird things, sew all things in the world, weave tragic songs of troubled times, and make all kinds of strange props. Puppet tricks, evolve clones, shape puppets, and control all living beings. Control all kinds of tricks and become invincible.

Dawn.

The light of dawn has not yet arrived, and the afterglow of the setting sun has long faded into darkness.

In the misty city, churches hidden in shadows, blood vessels clinging to the cracks in the walls, gnawing sounds in the sewers, whispering shadows...

The lantern bearer walks forward.