[The game world invades reality]

The writing style is a bit dark; please proceed with caution if you mind.

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In 2035, the game reflects reality, and the deep darkness revives.

After his rebirth, Bai Ge stared blankly at the panel in front of him.

Isn't this the real world? What's going on with this panel?

"3.4.2 Despair World? But isn't this 1.1.0 Origin Era?"

"One percent of all attributes from a looted or killed target is added back to your own attributes?"

"Isn't this forcing me to become a butcher?"

But when Bai Ge logged into the dark, he was stunned again.

Looking at the two panels, one blue and one black, Bai Ge's eyes revealed an uncontrollable excitement.

"There are actually two control panels!!!"

【High-level martial arts + cosmic backdrop + system panel + no romance + ruthless + non-cliché power fantasy】

“Li Qingshan, Mizong Step usually takes at least two years to master... What? You achieved mastery in a month?”

“Nine Heavens Thunderwind Blade is an A-rank martial art. It’s extremely difficult to even begin—it requires both Thunderclap Blade and Shadowwind Blade to be fully mastered as prerequisites... Wait, you've already started practicing it?”

“Body Tempering Stage Ten only allows movement speed of 50 m/s and maximum punching force of 10 tons. Li Qingshan, how do you dare fight a mech one-on-one? …You’ve already won?”

“Li Qingshan, your talent is unparalleled—but your cultivation time is far too short. There’s no need to go head-to-head with those ancient eldritch gods!”

“Talent? You’re wrong. I never had talent. Every bit of my strength comes from relentless cultivation, one step at a time.”

Li Qingshan sat cross-legged beneath the starry sky, gazing calmly at the swarm of ancient evil gods sweeping in from beyond the galaxy.

“You come from time immemorial... but can you withstand my cultivation of millions of years?”

He closed his eyes.

Within the Martial Dao Space, he devoted millions of years to training, untouched by fatigue.

When he opened them again, his cold gaze cut across the stars...

In an era of interstellar expansion, alien beasts rampage and ancient evil gods loom.

Martial arts has sparked a new evolutionary craze. Mechs and battleships dominate the cosmos, but individual power and collective intellect shine side by side.

Li Qingshan traversed into this world, bringing with him a system panel:

Any technique or skill can be recorded.

No comprehension needed.

No talent required.

No bottlenecks.

As long as he works hard, he gets stronger. Once proven, always proven.

He also possesses a Martial Dao Space, where:

Time is accelerated

Stamina is unlimited

Cultivation never stops

[Infinite flow + survival + no saintly sentimentality + satisfying read + no setbacks + leveling up]

Lin Yu, who had just finished reading a survival novel on the plane, said he wanted to travel to a survival world to play around. Then, God granted his wish. A high-speed truck, a model of time travel, descended from the sky and directly transported him from the plane's cabin to a strange world where everyone was experiencing apartment survival.

It was too late for Lin Yu to regret it. Fortunately, fate was kind to him. Lin Yu unexpectedly obtained the [Otherworldly Gift] talent, which allowed him to draw a prize after each round of the game and receive a gift from another world.

In the first lottery draw, Lin Yu won two pistols with unlimited ammo.

Lin Yu, holding a pistol, shouted, "Damn it! I don't eat beef!"