[Invincible] [No female lead]

After two and a half years of practice, Jiang Zhe completed a game called "Rules of the Strange".

After clearing the game, he was transported into a world of strange and uncanny rules.

Each country in the world will select one chosen one.

Success brings prosperity to the nation.

The loser, a bizarre and random event, descends upon a city and sweeps through it for 48 hours.

Jiang Zhe was selected and awakened his SSS-level talent: "Unscientific Summoning", which allows him to summon powerful assistants from various planes.

The first dungeon, Purgatory 9-star: "Chaotic Court"

Players will take on the role of a lawyer, gathering evidence of a criminal's murder for a judge, and executing the prisoner.

[Rule 1: All of the following rules are false!]

Rule Two: Never trust judges, police officers, forensic doctors...

Rule 4: Your physical abilities are increased tenfold at midnight.

[Rule Seven: Your memories will become confused during the day, and you may no longer be yourself...]

[Rule Eleven: All of the above rules are true!]

Faced with extremely chaotic rules, other chosen ones proceeded cautiously and prudently, yet none could escape death.

"I died 797 times in this level in my past life!" Jiang Zhe smiled knowingly. "Now I'm just a mere 9-star Purgatory!"

"Add another SSS-level talent: Unscientific Summoning."

"Summoning, Conan Edogawa!"

"Now, rules, how do you want me to die?"

[Recommended pre-order: "The Comments Always Say This Immortal Lord is the Villain"] [Recommended pre-order: "No Discrimination Against Authors of Refreshing Novels"] — From the moment he could see the comments in the air, Kiyohara Jun, with his world-weary face, began to be mistaken for a member of the scriptwriting team. Attending the inauguration ceremony of the new leader of the Port Mafia: As a prospective executive, Kiyohara Jun couldn't help but watch the comments in the air to pass the time during the boring ceremony. Comments: [Judging from his expression, I guess Kiyohara Jun guessed that Mori-chan killed the old leader] [Kiyohara Jun, old scriptwriting team] Kiyohara Jun: What? The new leader killed the old leader??? Encountering a passerby wearing a fur hat: Kiyohara Jun, whose world-weary face was even more pronounced from working too much overtime, casually glanced at the comments: [Kiyohara Jun! Kiyohara Jun specifically looked at the demon!] [Scriptwriting team clash, Modo Modo!] Kiyohara Jun: What? This passerby is the demon??? Kiyohara Jun casually strolled into Poirot Cafe to grab lunch: He noticed Bourbon from the Black Organization working there and couldn't help but glance at him a few more times. The comments section was filled with: "[Touko's disguise—] [I knew Kiyohara Jun would figure it out] Kiyohara Jun: What? Bourbon is an undercover agent???" Faced with the subtle stares of the original script crew, Kiyohara Jun, forced into the script crew, tearfully exclaimed: "Damn these comments!!!" — (This is a promotional excerpt from a novel, "No Discrimination Against Authors of 'Power-Up' Novels," by Shinichiro Nozomi.) After transmigrating to another world, Shinichiro Nozomi felt everything about it was great, except it was too "peaceful." All the literary giants had abandoned their pens for martial arts, their masterpieces becoming their fighting abilities. Shinichiro Nozomi thought this wouldn't work. Writing masterpieces was difficult, but writing power-up novels was a piece of cake. If you can't beat them, join them! How can power-up novel authors not be considered literary giants?! Adhering to the principle of survival, Shinichiro Nozomi resolved to combine combat, support, and healing abilities. First, he needed to max out his combat skills. Shen Zhonglu Wang waved his hand, proclaiming, "All Realms, Starting with Obtaining a God-Level Ability System." Facing enemies, Shen Zhonglu Wang, holding the system, grinned crookedly, maxing out his combat attributes. A flurry of lightning strikes and wind blades turned skyscrapers into basins. Next, healing needed to be maxed out. Shen Zhonglu Wang typed on the keyboard, "Starting with a Broken Engagement, Picking Up a Medicine God Grandpa, Becoming a God in a Flash, Shocking the Entire Continent!" A companion was on the verge of death, Shen Zhonglu Wang pulled out a handful of black pills, and under horrified gazes, shoved them into the wounded's mouth, instantly reviving them with full health. Finally, support was also necessary. Shen Zhonglu Wang smiled wickedly, proclaiming, "Reborn in the Apocalypse: I Have a Portable Space." His subordinates retreated step by step, Shen Zhonglu Wang reached out, and a bunch of Gatling guns rained down. Not enough firepower? One wasn't enough, so he brought out two! Shen Zhonglu Wang: The hexagonal warrior is me, I am the hexagonal warrior. Later, one day, Shen Zhonglu Wang felt isolated and discriminated against. His best friend, Little Dwarf A: Haha, Lu Wang, you're overthinking it. Colleague Rabbit B: *cough cough*, I've never thought of that before. Passerby C sneers: Don't you think there's something wrong with your art style? Shen Zhonglu Wang is shocked. He and his best friend C are both two-dimensional characters, so where's the difference in art style? Passerby C chuckles: First of all, I'm a passerby, not a best friend. Secondly, don't you think there's something wrong with your ability? Shen Zhonglu Wang firmly shakes his head. Passerby C says expressionlessly: My "No Longer Human" and your "Rebirth in the Apocalypse: I Have a Portable Space" are the same style? Shen Zhonglu Wang nods firmly. Passerby C can't take it anymore: They're both healing abilities, but his is called "Please Don't Die," and yours is called "Starting with a Broken Engagement, Picking Up a Medicine God Grandpa, and Becoming a God in a Flash, Shocking the Entire Continent!" That's different enough! Shen Zhonglu Wang suddenly realizes: I understand! It's Dazai's "No Longer Human" that's the problem! Passerby C: ...Theme: Stay true to yourself and be the best version of yourself.

[The heroine is dressed as a man, comic forum, nesting doll vest, Dihua plus imagination to make up for the beauty, strength and misery] [Column pre-collection, "I'll take charge of this live broadcast", "Don't Dihua me anymore!"] If you have a second life in the second dimension, what will you do? After her sudden death, Li Li obtained a system. The system gave her the opportunity to resurrect, allowing her to come to the comic world in her dreams, return to reality during the day, and shuttle between the two worlds. The condition is that Li Li will still die if her popularity is not high. Li Li pondered for a moment, nodded, and said to the system: Dear, do you support seamless face-changing? She wants a handsome one! In the supernatural society where the strong are respected, someone suddenly appeared.

(Expected to be available for purchase on February 11th! Update time will temporarily be changed to midnight after purchase!) Lan En transmigrates into the body of an unlucky soul with the same name who has just escaped a fire, gaining a second life and inhuman beauty. Sounds like a winning start, right? Just waiting to reach the pinnacle of life? Yes, Lan En is just like that...

He traveled through a parallel modern world. He traveled through a prosperous ancient dynasty transformed by a time traveler. When he was inexplicably transported through time for the third time, the audience in the live broadcast room turned out to be everyone in both worlds? Knowing many unconventional and magical skills, he simply chose to ignore it.

As a pitiful six-year-old cub, Luosangsang was supposed to die on this stormy night. She was bound to the melon-eating system, which not only allowed her to survive, but also acted as her caregiver. Since it is a melon-eating system, it is reasonable to see through fate, right? One person, one system decided to use live broadcast to gain energy and monetary rewards.

· Luosangsang: Hello everyone, I will lead everyone to eat melons.

Netizen: Master, my daughter has been single, please help my daughter to find a red line!

Luosangsang: If she goes on blind dates randomly, she will encounter epic bad peach blossoms and will die.

Netizen: Woo woo woo, finally connected online, my daughter was abducted by human traffickers, please tell me where he is.

Luosangsang: Your daughter was sold by you, you want to match bone marrow, I know where she is, but I won’t tell you.

Netizen: Master, I am a retired policeman. I became a policeman to find out the truth about my sister’s wrongful death. I have no answer for forty-three years. Please tell me the clues of the murderer.

Luosangsang: When you leave the study, he will be waiting in your living room.

Luosangsang: By the way, he has killed 156 people abroad. He is a major serial killer.

Since the retired policeman was connected, the identities of the connected netizens have become more diverse, and national teams have come out to connect. There are anti-drug police to investigate drug dealers, there are national security personnel to catch spies, and even overseas national teams have come to the live broadcast room.

"Dear Master, are you willing to come to the beautiful country? Our country is strong and free. We hope you can come and help us. We will give you the best treatment!"

Chinese netizens: Poachers, get out!

An Rugu just graduated from university and returned to her small, mountain village to inherit a rundown Daoist temple.

The Daoist temple is simple and solemn, but there are no visitors, and there is no money for incense.

She heard that doing livestreams can earn money, so she decided to give it a try.

But her livestream isn’t singing and dancing—she tells fortunes.

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A divination livestream appeared on the Shark streaming platform, and the netizens who saw it dismissed it at first.

[It’s 2021, and there are still people who practice feudal superstition.] [Look at you, you scam artist.]

But soon enough, the comments changed completely.

[Ah, master, you said my head was a little green, and my boyfriend who has been with me for ten years really cheated on me!]

[Master, you said that I was facing a bloody disaster. Thank you, master, for saving my life.]

After becoming popular, An Rugu somehow took over the task of promoting the Netherworld and became its spokesperson to the living.

Livestream divination to the living during the day—live attraction for ghosts at night.

[My grandpa came to me in a dream and told me to burn more paper money, so he can reward the streamer with dream money. Damn, the Netherworld really exists?!”]

[F*ck! The thief cried and returned the money to me after seeing the appearance of Hell in the livestream. He said he doesn’t want to go to Hell in the future.]

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Slice of life—except that An Rugu’s daily life consists of livestream divinations, conversing with denizens of the Netherworld, and running a halfway home for ghosts who don’t want to reincarnate yet.

Oh, and she also manages a small Daoist temple atop a pretty mountain with a magnificent view of the sky, rising through the clouds.