(Pseudo-D&D, Dragon Text, Evil Dragon Lord) As a red dragon, Phoenix often feels like an outcast among the red dragon race. Other red dragons: alcoholics, brutal, arrogant, greedy, tyrants of wild volcanoes. Phoenix: runs an egg dragon farm, providing employment opportunities; absorbs refugees in his territory, creating a beautiful home; prioritizes food safety, warming both the heart and stomach; vigorously integrates the industrial chain, promoting healthy competition in commerce; humbly submits to the Holy Dynasty's rule of filial piety, his famous deeds moving the diverse world… and steadfastly punishes and retaliates against groups of heroes who commit crimes, improving the living standards of humanoid races in dragon-occupied areas, and continuously manually silencing lawbreakers. Finally, he's addicted to opening eggs. "Have you converted 100 gilded dragon eggs today?" Druid girl: "Boss, it's 101." "Open them all!"

Beneath the city's skyscrapers, countless apocalyptic crises lurk.

Qin Chuan becomes the sole player on the world-saving game platform. The game is reality; play the game to save the world!

Please select your initial game character:

[Sanctuary Nun: Specializes in apocalyptic themes: faith, mythology, apocalypse... Growth path reference: Seraphim]

[Peach Blossom Fairy: Specializes in apocalyptic themes: demons, ghosts, psionic energy, magic... Growth path reference: Eastern Azure Emperor]

[Deep-Diving Murloc: Specializes in the apocalypse: mystery, the deep sea, the starry sky... Growth path reference: Great Old Ones]

This world is on the verge of collapse!

If playing games could save the world—I could do that too!

Qin Chuan: "Load the save file for me!"

Zhuang Sen transmigrated to another world, a world where extraordinary bloodlines reign supreme, and the strong can even transform into dragons and titans, capable of taking on thousands single-handedly. But Zhuang Sen was dissatisfied. What were mere dragons compared to dragon girls? "Monster Girl Development System, activated!" he thought. Thus, a devout and holy nun transformed into the alluring and massive snake girl Lamia; a quiet young scholar became a languid and seductive vampire girl; a cunning and shrewish little imp sister became the charming and adorable Happy; a haughty princess became a red dragon girl… From weak slime girls to powerful dragon girls, from holy angels to bewitching demon girls, wherever Zhuang Sen's territory expanded, monster girls proliferated. "What? You say low-level monster girls are too weak, their bloodlines limiting them from ever becoming stronger?" "Simple," Zhuang Sen said, "I'll help them evolve!" With that, Zhuang Sen grabbed a monster girl, and she instantly evolved. And as the light of evolution faded, another hunter joined the hunt. Zhuang Sen, only fit for the strong! Years later, the legendary King of Endurance, the Father of a Hundred Races, and the King of Kings, Zhuang Sen, looked at the monster girls scattered throughout the world and uttered his final words: "Quack, don't mess with it!"

A succubus paladin trying to turn over a new leaf. A necromancer with extreme social anxiety who only lets skeletons socialize on his behalf. An orc priest who delves deeply into the realm of life but is very afraid of blood. And I, a traveler who doesn't belong to this world - a great bard. My name is Velen, and I was on the run when I unexpectedly found a diary. I thought it was a classic plot from Dragon Quest, but the god on the other side of the diary... doesn't seem very serious? Record stories and get rewards. Record fun and get more rewards. And our team of scumbags walking on the continent - seems to be the biggest fun in itself? [A worldview with a bit of everything], [Team road adventure], [Semi-diary], [More daily life]

After watching "The Burial of Frielian," the ancient elves wiped away their tears and played music at the graves of their former besties. Dwarves held up posters for "The Hobbit," loudly proclaiming their own heroic spirit. A dragon nestled in its lair, watching "Breaking Bad," its ambitions burgeoning. Even wizards, nearing the divine, were captivated by space opera and "The Three-Body Problem." The gods secretly strengthened this world's defenses. I came, I saw, I conquered! Salvi will conquer the entire other world with culture!

"Why are there so many mazes and traps in the dungeon?" "Why can't I kill all the monsters in the dungeon?" "Why is the treasure in the dungeon inexhaustible?" When Zhang Gan, reborn as a small-time dungeon master, finally understood why. You imagine a dungeon master: someone with immense power, summoning demons with a wave of his left hand and destroying the world with a wave of his right. Sorry, that's all a lie. A true dungeon master needs to consider budgetary balance, neighborhood relations, monster selection, treasure selection, even the dungeon's decor, the town outside... and, most importantly, how to deal with the aggressive adventurers who covet the treasure. A well-matched, hearty battle? It doesn't exist. A qualified dungeon master's most important...

Before the Grand Imperial City of Sol, the Southern Duchy's regal princess, Inanna Augusta, renowned for her iron-fisted ways, gritted her teeth as she clutched the shreds of her dress that barely covered her vitals, revealing the shattered silver armor beneath, creating a startling scene. She gazed at the screaming, wielding weapons of goblins, orcs, dark elves, barbarians, and imps... and pleaded, "Warriors, why have you come to this?" "Waaaaaaaaaa!!" "The Blue Heaven is dead, the Yellow Heaven reigns!" "The world belongs to the Wings of the Abyss!" "The Abyss nobility reigns!" "Damn it, who touched my ass?" Then, a gust of black wings covered the sky. Levis, the Wings of the Abyss, the last true dragon lord, protector of the abyss, driver of the cancer of the world, the sinful black dragon, said helplessly, "When did I ever say I would conquer the world?"

"Hey, picking a bard for a roleplay? Are you sure? Isn't that just a mascot who plays the piano, buffs things, and flirts with girls?" "Well, it depends on who you're playing as. Ordinary bards are like that." "What else?" "What if my roleplay is Li Bai?" "...poetry, wine, swordsmanship, and chivalry?" "That's right! You need his talent, his swordsmanship, and even more so, that heroic and unrestrained spirit of 'I was born to be useful, and even if I lose all my money, I'll get it back!'" Upon waking, roleplay player Rorschach discovered he had traveled to a world of swords and sorcery with his newly created [Bard Li Bai] character card. Dragons roared, elves whispered, dwarves forged swords, and arcane magic flashed. And he, a bard supposedly at the bottom of the adventurer's contempt hierarchy, discovered that his poetry could be transformed into magic, and drinking could restore...