Mu Anqi once encountered a fortune teller who told her that great fortune would come her way at the age of twenty. She didn’t believe a word of it.
Then, at twenty, she won the lottery—three hundred million.
Just as she was thinking, So this is what he meant by “great fortune,” huh?, she got hit by a car on her way to claim the prize.
When she woke up, she found herself in a strange place: the God’s space. She had entered a survival game world.
The rise and fall of life—this must be it.
Just as Mu Anqi was questioning the meaning of her existence, she discovered her activated ability was… surprisingly fun.
While other players were being chased by terrifying ghosts, the ghost in front of Mu Anqi was fuming in frustration—doing sit-ups?
When Mu Anqi was unluckily picked by the boss, she swiftly stuffed a red envelope into the boss’s arms. With a complicated expression, the boss was forced to escort her to the VIP viewing area… and redraw the “lucky” player.
When other players were sharpening their knives, ready to bully this “weak” girl, Mu Anqi threw a storm of red envelopes at their faces with lightning speed—“Heh, Players!”
I’m going to kill you, there are enough red envelopes!
Martial arts, folklore, supernatural tales, taboos, court politics, the jianghu, grandmasters, sorcery duels, ghostly journeys, spirit mediums, divine invocation, Nuo opera, esoteric sects, and the pursuit of immortality...
The roads of the jianghu are filled with all walks of life, a myriad of wonders.
Within the Daoist mysteries, folklore and strange tales abound in endless variety.
This is a tumultuous era, one where danger and opportunity coexist.
With blade in hand, Li Yan carves his path forward, banishing all evils—nothing is forbidden!
The distant bell tolls! The horn of war spirals through the air!
The eagle soars, scanning the earth! The vulture feasts on all living things!
The Sword of Judgment hangs high! The ancient kings return!
Slaughter—the prologue of an absurd apocalypse!
Slaughter—the epilogue of a fake golden age!
At the end of the last century, the brutal and catastrophic War of the Gods sparked by the Army of Light and the Army of Eternal Night ended with a messy victory for the Army of Light.
But as this century nears its end, the remnants of the Army of Eternal Night rise again.
The Light teeters on the edge.
Eternal Night spreads across the land.
Ancient gods issue a divine decree:
The Great Calamity devours the sun, black and white are reversed, the Seven Kings reunite, and Judgment descends!
Fang Xin accidentally awakens an SSS-grade Slaughter Talent.
His long-missing grandfather suddenly sends word:
Fang Xin must stare into the mirror for half an hour at midnight.
At midnight, Fang Xin faces the mirror.
As he turns, the Fang Xin in the reflection lies sideways on a throne, a smile on his face.
You are me. I am you.
I am the Zero Judge—
Leader of the Seven Kings, the King of Slaughter!
What will we see after unlocking the dust-covered case files?
mu*derers, necrophiliacs, people who converse with the dead.
Rapists, psychos, people who can love no one other than themselves.
Grave robbers, tomb destroyers, people who hate the human race.
One after another, twisted personalities.
One after another, broken souls.
One after another, worlds that you’ve not heard of.
This is hell,
And this is heaven
They say Echo is an evil star, a star that brings bad luck to relatives and friends.
Echo doesn't know the criteria for judging good and evil. He only knows that being held in someone's arms and comforted makes him feel warm, comfortable, and he wants to cry.
His life does not need to depend on others for its value!
Evil, good, everything is just a passing cloud. From that moment on, Echo's life is in his own hands!
"We've suffered, we've taken the blame, we've endured the grievances, and now you're telling me we're useless?!"
"If begging on my knees doesn't buy me a chance to survive, then I'll fight my way into a peaceful and prosperous world!"
"Today, even if I die, I will tear off a piece of your flesh!"
The ordinary Lynn was thrust into the darkest battlefields of the Warhammer 40,000 universe.
Struggling to survive in the ruins of a hive city, a sea of blood and corpses, he was forced into the Imperium's most brutal meat grinder: witnessing Cadia's shattering chaos, battling the infernal Zerg Sea of Baal, wandering beneath the shadow of the Tau Empire's "Greater Good," and even encountering forbidden relics on the edge of the Eye of Terror.
Fighting bloodily for survival, he transformed from a terrified mortal into a ruthless warrior.
However, endless wars and repeated profound transformations by the Mechanicus eroded his humanity and self, pushing him to the brink of inhumanity.
Scarred and wounded, he traversed the burning galaxy, ultimately arriving at Holy Terra, humanity's last bastion.
Facing the final siege of Chaos and the impending extinction of the Golden Throne, Lynn must make the ultimate choice: using his utterly alienated existence and otherworldly soul to become the nameless fuel that sustains the Emperor and the Imperium.
This is his journey, burning himself out in eternal darkness, to become the last ember of the Imperium.
In the dim room, a young man laughed hysterically.
"Hehehe...hehehehehe! Hahaha...hahahahaha! I won! I won!! I won!!! Hahahaha!!! Really, Saigonni Hi Iron Duck!!!"
The young man covered his face with one hand, trying hard to suppress his gradually losing control of his spirit, and his greedy eyes were fixed on the thing he held in his other hand, which was the prize for the gamble with fate.
I have been reincarnated as a miserable boss. I don't want to be a good person or a bad person. My ghost life is long and I just muddle through. My biggest hobby is collecting the complete illustrated collection of the Twelve Demon Moons and the Demon Slayer Corps.
What is this?
What is this?
What is this?
Oh, this one can't be collected
Wang cried, and Muzan's dream of a complete illustrated book was shattered
[The male protagonist has no CP, and has a filter for all the characters. He can save people and be a saint, but he can also kill and eat people. He is not a good ghost, a double standard monster]
Fame rises overnight, then fades into obscurity the next day. Are you a hero for a moment or a coward for life? Welcome to the City of Coconuts!
That day, I received a strange takeout order.
The goddess who died tragically, asked me for help.
From then on, I became a ghost delivery person.
Make way for the wronged souls and send the dead on their way!