That day, I received a strange takeout order.

The goddess who died tragically, asked me for help.

From then on, I became a ghost delivery person.

Make way for the wronged souls and send the dead on their way!

A geek addicted to games, almost kicked out of the house?

No, this is the eve of the awakening of the stock god!

The game guild leader called: "Don't quit the game! Come to work at my company tomorrow!

You can slack off on your job and your salary will be paid as usual, and it won’t interfere with your playing games!"

Holy shit! The chairman is actually the chairman of a private equity fund?

When the financial elites looked at this person who was parachuted in and couldn't even distinguish the K-line, their eyes were full of contempt.

Next——

"Junk ST? Sorry, go all in!" - Ten daily limit ups in a row! Shocked the whole audience!

“Bitcoin is going to rise? Short it! Short it to the death!” In an instant, hundreds of billions of short orders crashed the market, and the entire network went bankrupt!

"Wall Street wants to short us? Haha, follow my instructions and raid their hometown!"

He raised his arm and called for action, and domestic capital forces responded in droves, launching a joint attack on Wall Street!

Wall Street is going crazy!

The whole company was dumbfounded: "What the hell?! This guy is a newcomer? This is the stock god descending to earth!"

From being despised by all to being flattered by all, the elites hugged their thighs and cried: "God of Stocks! Take us to fly!"

New York Times headline: "Global markets crash! The devil from the East swings his death scythe"

The chairman of Nasdaq begged for mercy overnight: "Please stop! Wall Street is going bankrupt!"

Giving birth!"

Facing the interview, Su Hao helplessly spread his hands and said: "There is no such thing as a stock god. It's just a sixth sense I developed by opening 999 boxes in the game..."

Yan Chuan, originally a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the Immortal Cultivation World, was reborn into a low-martial world where martial arts reigned supreme after his death. He became a good-for-nothing gambler despised by everyone.

Here, martial artists who could punch through mountains and rocks, or cleave rivers with their swords, were considered peerless masters. Here, secret divine martial arts manuals incited bloody feuds, and the title of Grandmaster could command the world.

However:

"You guys practice martial arts, I cultivate immortality."

"Your ten years of arduous training don't even compare to my one night of Foundation Establishment."

"The 'peerless divine weapons' you're fighting over are just scraps from the magical artifacts I messed up during refining..."

When a martial arts genius proudly challenged him, Yan Chuan simply flicked a finger, and sword qi streaked three thousand miles! When a reclusive Martial Saint emerged to suppress him, Yan Chuan merely smiled, and heavenly tribulation lightning washed over the human world!

Jiang Shu holds the Proficiency Panel and walks between two worlds.

In the real world, vitality has revived. Martial artists crush mountains with their fists, genetic warriors evolve, and mechas battle like dragons.

In the world of immortals, power rules. Cultivators wield magic, control the laws of heaven and earth, and fight for dominance.

Jiang Shu uses both worlds to rise—gathering resources, honing his skills, and killing his way to the top.

Two realms, one goal—become immortal through martial power.

[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...