[Unlimited supplies + Cool articles + Beautiful women + Invincible + Fast pace] The doomsday is frozen, the world is cooling, and it is covered with heavy snow. Only by eating the fruits grown in the snow to obtain source energy can you resist the cold and survive. Lu Zheng obtained a daily card drawing system. On the first day, he drew 10,000 boxes of mineral water, on the second day, he drew 10,000 pistols, and on the third day, he drew 10,000 commercial energy storage cabinets. All kinds of supplies are available. Taking in high-scoring survivors can increase the number of daily card draws, and on the day of taking in, a super power card will be drawn, and you will directly gain super powers. Through walls, invisibility, teleportation, portable space, everything is possible! A gentle lady, a cold female president who cannot be desecrated, a Qing

"She's Always Good at Seeking Death [Crossing the Book]" Synopsis: After a sudden death, Xu Turan is summoned by the system and thrust into a thriller romance novel, becoming the title character who seeks death. However, on her first day in the novel, her bound system is urgently recalled for repair due to aging. With her impending departure, the system, deeply concerned, repeatedly warns: "Your purpose is to be a character who seeks death." "You know what seeking death means, right?" Xu Turan recalls her past life's rich history of seeking death and gives the system a confident "OK" sign. The system then leaves without a second thought. Some time later, the repaired system returns, takes a look, and, nearly utterly terrified, asks: "What are you doing?!" Xu Turan, currently arguing with the evil god, stares back blankly: "I'm doing exactly what you told me to do. I'm seriously seeking death." System: "...?!" *What the system considers as courting death: provoking the heroine, competing for the hero, ignoring the advice of the boss, belittling the potential villain and stepping on him, seducing the top male supporting role and humiliating himself, and finally being swallowed by the unspeakable horror for courting death, which is very satisfying. What Xu Turan understands as courting death: provoking elite monsters, grabbing artifacts beyond their level, ignoring the presence that the terrifying creatures are desperately trying to create, belittling the still dormant false gods and keeping them in captivity, dragging the top male supporting role into the water... In the end, he brought back both the flowers and the pots. It is impossible to die, even if you are dancing wildly on the edge of danger. At most, you will be a little crazy and a little fierce. And then you will get crazier and crazier, and more and more fierce. Until the end, you will turn yourself into one of the unspeakable horrors, which is both thrilling and terrifying.

This is a bloody and chaotic world where human life is worthless, and it is also a desperate era where productivity is locked.

My name is Li Cun Yi, a poor guy who starved to death.

But when I open my eyes again, the whole world will tremble for me.

[Ding! Your "one tael of silver" has arrived. Please confirm your purchase: AK-47, with a free base ammunition.]

From then on, history was kicked into the ICU.

When the cavalry of the grasslands crashes into my steel ball mine array; when the indestructible city wall encounters my C4 directional blasting; when the so-called commander of the army is shot in the head by me from ten miles away...

I, Li Cunyi, will use the inexhaustible future munitions and the ancient silver that is rich enough to rival a nation to tell this era—

I rewrite the rules! The world belongs to me!

Notice: [Chapter 39 is a side story about a parallel world unrelated to the main story, please skip it.] Even many years later, Lin Xi still dreams. In his dreams, he is still just an ordinary person, and his brother is still alive. The Apollo has not made any positioning errors, and the warp...

In a wasteland world devastated by natural disasters, the surviving human civilization has huddled in a corner, gasping for breath for a century. Faced with a heavily polluted environment, powerful mutated creatures, rampant undead, and mysterious witches... what will become of the mercenaries who have inexplicably turned into beautiful girls?

Welcome to the dungeon "The Sanatorium"

"Confront your fears, sever the cycle. As the clock strikes midnight, the repulsive stench of blood will fill this sanatorium, and the monster imprisoned by the Lord will descend upon the world, bringing... the Lord's judgment."

Alternative book titles

What? I'm actually a god?

Reincarnation Game

Blasphemers

What passerby? I am clearly the supreme god!

Terror has revived, and the world has encountered an unprecedented disaster.

Various legendary ancient evil creatures have appeared on the Blue Star one after another, and humans have no ability to fight back.

Just when humanity was about to be slaughtered, the "Night Watcher" appeared!

The "Night Watchers" used their awakened powers to lead mankind in launching a counterattack!

Su Yang is also a "Night Watcher", but what he awakened was an inferior D-level power!

Another evil invasion occurred, and just when Su Yang was almost desperate, he heard a voice in his ears.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Naruto World Namikaze Minato template!"

His counterattack has begun!

Transmigrating to the 19th century, Lin Jie embarks on a desperate quest for survival aboard a coolie ship. Lin Jie's only recourse is his modern-day knowledge and the "Echoing Touch," which reveals fragments of the past when he touches old objects. In this low-magic world, where magic comes at a price and power stems from knowledge, he uses his mortal body to hunt anomalous creatures, transforming them into unique "grotesque weapons." From a humble individual struggling on the fringes of order, he rises step by step to the pinnacle of the Hunter Rankings. Welcome to 1888, a time when SAN is as precious as bullets.

[This is a fanfiction of The Walking Dead, featuring Arthur Morgan. It focuses on the plot and has a slow-burn pace. Even those unfamiliar with The Walking Dead or Red Dead Redemption can understand it.]

The legendary Arthur Morgan, weakened by tuberculosis, ultimately succumbed to Micah's clutches and witnessed his final sunrise from a cliff edge. Unexpectedly, a deer led him to a completely new world, filled with bloodthirsty monsters—the walkers…

Shang Jingyan wakes up in the interstellar era and quickly realizes—this world is weird.

The arts have flourished, and entertainment comes in all shapes and sizes. But there’s one glaring omission: darkness. No horror, no fear, nothing remotely unsettling. Instead, the entire galaxy is obsessed with love stories, dreamy fantasies, and endless pink bubbles.

System: “Your mission is to become a literary icon! Collect ‘Heartbeat Points’ by making audiences swoon!”

Former horror director Shang Jingyan: “Got it. No problem.”

A few days later, a short film titled Married to an Eldritch God goes live. The opening shot? A cosmic horror’s grotesque visage filling the screen. The middle? Blood, madness, and creeping dread. The ending? Unspeakable.

—Statistically, every single unfortunate viewer’s heart rate that night skyrocketed to 180 bpm.

System: “Wait… WHAT?! This works too?!”

Viewer A: “I only watch romance shows… Wait, horror is actually amazing?!”

Gamer B: “I just wanted to romance the NPCs… Ghost, prepare to die!”

Casual Viewer C: “I’m not scared of anything—oh hell no, I’m not sleeping tonight.”

With sheer creative force, Shang Jingyan ignites a horror frenzy across the galaxy.

They say she can terrify an entire civilization with just three sentences:

“I’m making a movie.”

“I’m developing a game.”

“I’m directing a variety show.”

And yet, despite the screams and tears, people just. Keep. Watching.

Years later, critics would say:

“She was the queen of the Second Galactic Era, the one who reintroduced fear and rage to the masses.”

“She created countless works, all to deliver a single message—”

“I will awaken your nightmares. So scream for me. Let your heart race!”