The Great Expedition was a colossal lie! The 'Golden Fleece' that created the twelve Olympians... might have been the umbilical cord of those in power?

The primordial body of Heaven's myriad limbs has been shattered for thirty thousand years... that egg named "Morning Star"... is probably not a ladder to ascension!

[Beware of the Moon! An unusual signal has been detected on the lunar surface... originating from what claims to be the Guanghan Ark... possibly from the lost Yin Ruins civilization...]

It said...don't answer!

The Cambrian ice fields, the Triassic scorched earth, the Ordovician deep sea... A white boat travels alone among the old days.

Only he could hear the lingering whispers of the dead within—

[Haha, who would have thought that I buried the secrets of Silver City right there?]

"Did you know? Beneath this interrogation room lies a secret treasure of a bygone civilization, and the souls of the dead are stirring restlessly."

Bai Zhou looked at the crimson characters wriggling at his feet and blinked. "But it's okay, my job is to deal with them."

After a long silence, the policewoman neatly wrote in the file, "Prefers to commit crimes late at night, strongly suspected of schizophrenia, tomb raiding, etc." and then slammed her hand on the table and stood up.

"Don't give me that! There are no ghosts or monsters in this world!"

Have you ever seen a ghost or monster?

"No."

"You're welcome," Bai Zhou said with a reserved smile.

"...?"

In the misty sea fog, on the deck of the ghost ship, Hern Iheroa gazed into the distance, using a brass telescope inlaid with inhuman eyeballs, at a geometrically indefinable outline. He mechanically tore at the rotting fish flesh in his hands, stuffing it into the relatively neat slit in front of his skull, known as the "mouth." At that moment, only two questions occupied Hern's mind. First, when would he find a doctor? Second, what about the remaining 1,278 mouths on his body after he had eaten his fill—"So, doctor, is there... any hope for us?"

Ma Ran, playing the role of an ability user.

In order to save the earth, he gradually became a master of acting, with countless aliases, each with its own unique style.

The sword cleaves the Demon Mountain, the Seven-Spinning Sword Sect, and the sword master Lin Qiubai!

Tearing apart mechs with bare hands, the Blood Lotus Demon Sect, the arrogant Demon Prince!

Thunder shatters the heavens, wondrous magic of the immortal realm, Zhao Guanlan!

The game's main god, Xuan!

He manifests his divine abilities in public, leading the trend of the times; he lends his support behind the scenes, steering the course of civilization!

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Because of a mysterious Lords game, Qin Feng's sister has been missing for days, with no word of her life or death. He, in reality, is being hunted by a Death Knight. He thought he was doomed once again. Unexpectedly, the cheat code, dormant for eighteen years, activated at this very moment. [Core Module "Mount & Blade II: Bannerlord" and some mods are now being forced into service—]... [Bloodlust: Infinite growth and bonus resources are gained by killing enemies] [Awards: When your soldiers defeat heroes, they are designated heroes and gain some of their abilities] [Survival of the Fittest: The longer your soldiers survive, the stronger their combat power] [Recruit Prisoners: Each battle will capture some enemies, and over time, you can recruit them to 100% of their capacity] [Warhammer...] Lords game...

While browsing a forum post titled "Newbie Monk Character Setup Tips," Li Yi was transported to a fantasy world. He arrived in a desolate wasteland, equipped with a Monk character panel. He would see: ancient ruins, dark dungeons; stubborn dwarves, elegant elves. And above, in the sky, a colossal dragon with outstretched wings, breathing fire. A fantastical world would slowly unfold before his eyes. (Pseudo-D&D, primarily 3R, but includes secondary settings.)

This is the tenth millennium of the Empire's march towards the stars, and the stars have witnessed the rise and fall of a generation of civilizations.

The flames of alien war spread to the border, the minions of evil gods hid in the world, psychics stirred up a storm in the starry sea, and bloodline and technology led the development of civilization.

Qin Tian traveled through time and space, only to find that he had become a cannon fodder clone on the interstellar battlefield and would be heading to the battlefield in a few days.

"Don't panic, how can a time traveler not have a golden finger."

Touch the orc corpse, pick up the talents -

[Advanced Strength] [Quick Recovery] [Cat's Agility]

Touch the Zerg corpse, pick up the talents -

[Flight] [Invisibility] [Will of the Insect King]

Touch the psychic corpse, pick up the talents

[Bloodline of Thunder Dragon] [Dominant Sword Body] [Superb Comprehension]

Relying on the talents he picked up, Qin Tian wrote his own heroic chapter in this turbulent era of the starry sea.

[Price: You lost a life.]

[Compensation: A new life.]

...

The strange compensation mechanism allowed his death to be replaced by a new life.

He had to face a world of miracles.

In the dream world, wandering gods whispered about lost miracles.

Late heroes wrote their own miracles.

Beasts stood in the miracles, holding tools in both hands.

People who have suffered are looking forward to the miracle of the new world to save them.

However, miracles have a price.

Faced with that price, Anti chose to cast a miracle called "Calm" on himself first.

Ding~.

Bad news: Soran has traveled through time, to a world where the old gods have revived and apocalypse is imminent. Good news: He possesses a cheat code, the standard system for time travelers, allowing him to complete quests and earn rewards. Bad news: Before Soran could find his footing, he fell into a medically inexplicable coma, which lasted for over a decade and was heading towards a permanent state of unconsciousness. He was likely dying, and modern medicine was powerless. To survive, Soran plunged into the mystical world. Astrology, evil spirits, witches, the undead, the ocean, flesh and blood... the supernatural exists in every corner of this world. Amidst the tide of steam and machinery, airships, cannons, and great warships are rising. Divination, religion, prophecy, and mystery are never far away. The fragile order is now a faint flame, and martyrdom...

Upon waking up, Zhao Guangli's ordinary world has changed. In the era of destruction after the historical fault, the human alliance has been subjected to increasingly fierce demonic invasions. Mages with gunfire, energy and stone monsters flying together, knights armed to the point of godliness fill the world, and two morning stars illuminate the system known as the profession. The lake sirens in the stable zone, dark puppets, death knells, and ghosts in the paintings are wailing behind the curtain... The sacred tree of disaster is in constant fire, the slaughterhouse dismembers everything, the nightmare city devours dreams, and the rebellious soldiers of the kingdom are gnawing at the last line of defense of mankind... The dark cult is wreaking havoc within, and pain dances with the prosperity of the nobles. Zhao Guangli, who has no talent at all, embarked on the path of becoming a hunter one day. "Everyone says that the world is in chaos, but I want to turn the tide."

A strange app appeared on Lin Mo's phone.

The icon is a pure black square with only one line of cold text below it: [Game of the Dead].

Clicking on it will transport you to a series of terrifying instances transformed from reality, where you will struggle to survive in a dilapidated midnight train, an abandoned hospital teeming with vengeful spirits, and a mysterious town shrouded in perpetual fog.

If you don't click on it, you will be forever trapped in the gradually collapsing, ghostly "alienated reality," becoming prey for those things in the darkness.

Lin Mo had no other choice.

From the moment he first ran desperately through a train late at night in front of inhuman passengers, his life took a turn for the worse.

The mysterious items rewarded for clearing the level and the fragmented information unearthed from the dungeon are his only resources.

But his family, who are waiting for his return in the real world, is his last remaining obsession that prevents him from collapsing.

However, as the game progressed, he discovered that he was not the only "player".

Ancient organizations, hidden rules, and unpredictable human nature gradually come to light.

Behind this game where lives are at stake, there seems to be a massive conspiracy concerning the very origin of the world...

When reality becomes a prison, the otherworld becomes a hunting ground.

Do you dare to click "Start" and join this game of life and death, the "Game of the Dead"?