Zhou Ning traveled back to before the launch of the game "Apocalypse" and became an NPC with a player panel. The players will arrive soon!

It doesn't matter, but can anyone tell me what this time travel simulator on the game panel is?

During the journey, he had chatted and laughed with George Bernard Shaw, became friends with Dio Brando, fought with Thanos, became the Joker to subvert the entire world, and ascended the supreme throne to subvert countless kingdoms.

When players finally arrived, they discovered the game world had completely changed. What was Iron Man's suit? What was Conqueror's Haki? What was Blue-Eyes White Dragon? What was Osiris's Sky Dragon? What were Devil Fruits?! Were there such things in the game?

Chu Xuan travels through the world of the movie The Wandering Earth, bringing with him a sign-in system!

[Congratulations to the host, you signed in and received a bag of fragrant rice! ]

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[Congratulations to the host, you signed in and got a fat sheep! ]

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[Congratulations to the host, you have signed in and received a growth dimension! ]

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Others eat earthworms, but Chu Xuan is worried about whether to eat hot pot or seafood tonight. I just want to ask you if you are angry!!!

Now, standing before you is Peturab Rurik Kislivsky, the Supreme Tsar of all Kisliv, the Iron Tyrant of Olympia, the Primarch of the Steel Warriors of the Fourth Legion of Astartes… If, if, if Peturab had not descended upon Olympia, but instead arrived in a Russian-style world and began his conquest there, what would have happened?

This is the distant forty-first millennium. The emperor who once protected humanity has transformed into a cold, black sun. If no one can seize humanity's last chance for resurgence, then I will... make the galaxy burn once more!

In the fortieth millennium, knowledge is an eternal curse.

Tech Priest Exanders Statcali discovered a distress signal from ten thousand years ago, originating from a forgotten, dead world—Xerath.

There was no life there, only a steel ruin stretching across the continent, and a black pyramid that looked out of place, bearing the emblem of the Mechanicus.

When the exploration team entered the silent sanctuary, they discovered not the expected relic, but a terrifying creation, half-human, half-machine, imprisoned in a vessel. Its final warning was not a gift to humanity, but a death knell tolling for the entire galaxy:

"They're awake! Run!!!"

Now, Exanders must confront a harsh truth: some knowledge is not for mortals to grasp; some silences, once broken, are the end of eternity.

Disaster comes and engulfs the world.

Human beings use their last strength to build high walls, build giant cities, and preserve the last fire.

But now, disaster strikes again.

Humanity will turn from defense to offense!

Go witness heroes, imitate heroes, and become a hero!

Chen Xing: Hey everyone, I really want to play Stellaris, but seeing aliens makes me nauseous. Is it still possible to get into it? Emperor: Yes, bro, you can! ---------------------------------- (ps: This story is based on the author's personal experience, with just a little embellishment (●'◡'●))

When the light of the Supreme God invaded the world of Warhammer, He knew He shouldn't have entered this chaotic world. However, when the Supreme God withdrew, He inadvertently brought out a Midnight Lord...

This book is also known as *The Midnight Lord's Bizarre Adventure*, *The Midnight Lord's Trial*, and *The Midnight Lord's Redemption*.

A time traveler who is familiar with the plot; a sequence watched by the hidden sage; the gaze cast by the Lord of Steam; a head full of memories that will lead to pollution; and a time gem that comes with it; let's see how much influence this hereditary marquis' son can bring to the mysterious world!

Blue, wearing these familiar gadgets, stood on the streets of 2025. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, spilling onto the asphalt, and the air was filled with the aroma of coffee and bread. He didn't know why he'd arrived here in 2077, but the beauty of this world, free of nuclear wastewater, synthetic food capsules, and cyberpsychopaths, filled him with a trance. The city of fifty-three years ago was still vibrant, its people's faces still reflecting genuine emotions. Since he couldn't go back, he'd return to his old ways. In this age before technology, he remained the middleman treading the fine line between right and wrong: connecting people, resolving problems for clients, and even creating them when necessary. After all, no matter where...