Two railroad tracks rushed into the yard, and a steam train broke through the door.

The singer in cheongsam ate ten kilograms of steamed buns, stepped onto the railway track, roared, and stopped the train. She was a food cultivator.

The old man who smoked dry cigarettes blew out the smoke and burned the beauty's cheongsam. He was the smoke repairer.

The young man driving the rickshaw snatched the old man's pipe and pot and ran away without a trace. He was a traveling repairman.

After running for an hour, the young man was still on the train.

The train is a home for home repairs. Once you get on the train, you can’t even think about leaving.

This is Prozhou.

There are hundreds of schools in the world, who can compete with them?

Provincial, who is the leader.

Riel, a polished and self-serving psychiatrist, accepts a heartfelt invitation from a game developer to enter Superrealism, a fully immersive neural simulation game.

In this class-stratified virtual world, where thought transmission, brainwashing rhetoric, self-hypnosis, and the binding power of oaths reign supreme, Riel awakens a unique class—the “Articulator”—and begins a journey of radical upheaval.

But the deeper he ventures, the stranger the world becomes. The more he uncovers, the greater his fear grows.

The Inner Society, Future Infinite Monopoly Corporation, Cognitive Restructuring, The Source Realm of Consciousness—unbeknownst to him, he is already entangled in a multidimensional war fought within the mind.

Between genes and memory, ideology and the continuity of life, the Ship of Theseus drifts steadily into uncharted waters—toward the ultimate truths of existence.

A genius. Autistic, lonely, paranoid, mad. Whenever times change, he raises the banner of the inverted cross. Success brings him to the rank of king, prince, or general; failure brings him to the rank of maggot, fly, or feces. He pacifies troubled times, his followers flocking to him, bringing forth talented individuals. Hiding in the streets, he commands the world with unparalleled power, a singular presence.

Wei Buer thought that he could practice the great way after entering the Yunyin Sect, but found that he had to start with menial tasks first. And in the seemingly inconspicuous sect, you can run into a lot of brothers and sisters with golden fingers by smashing a stone. The girls in the cultivation world are all good-looking. Wei Buer thought that he would always find a good girl, but found that the girls were really scary. Seriously: [Large-scale·Xianxia·Romance Novel], welcome to the deepest hidden Baixue base and the most powerful battlefield to kill Baixue on Qidian. Welcome to the cruel Shura field and the popular Baixue scene. Even if he was dead and nailed in the coffin, Wei Buer would use his rotten vocal cords to shout out——