Qi Quan, a top genius in the Xuanmen (Taoist sect), died young and transmigrated into a novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the universally despised real heiress and bound to a writer system. To prolong her life, she was forced to serialize her "Diary of a Wealthy Family" series online—including "The Domineering CEO's Ghost Son," "The Spoiled Ghost Wife Runs Away with the Baby," and "The Alluring Evil Cultivator: Are You Afraid to Love Me?" Initially: Insiders in the wealthy family: The parties involved are personally revealing the juicy gossip—it's so juicy! Ordinary readers: The writing is rubbish, the plot is bland, it's laughable! Later—everyone gets caught up in the gossip themselves. The domineering CEO sheds tears: The master's writing is so emotionally rich, it's deeply moving!

[Refreshing story + invincible protagonist + extraordinary potion system + bizarre monsters + wilderness migration and survival + item fusion and evolution + decisive and ruthless + extreme survival]

In May, when the world was shrouded in eerie fog, some people drew their swords over half a moldy steamed bun by the campfire of the migrating team. Meanwhile, Ling Feng was chewing on a piece of wheat bread in his mobile fortress. The rotten, hard lumps mixed with morning dew and peach wood had somehow become a fluffy staple food, with a sweet aroma that also carried the scent of exorcising evil spirits.

This ability was forced out by the Shadowfiend. When the Shadowfiend was chasing him to the brink of death, three wrecked cars suddenly twisted into a campervan with runic iron netting, and the faint light repelled the ghost.

He hid himself extremely well: during the day, he covered the fortress with withered branches, hiding it at the back of the line as scrap metal; at night, he activated the oxygen supply system, cultivating soul-suppressing herbs and vegetables in the cultivation chamber. But if any tomb raiders dared to touch the fortress, he would use a binding rope made of ink line and ghostly fingernails to create bait, throwing it into the fog to lure away the Crying Bone.

While others sought exorcising talismans and water, he had already used the Shadow Demon Soul Core to create an extraordinary potion. A glimmer in his eyes allowed him to see through the truth: the Crying Bone harmed people with the Heart-Eating Curse, requiring the fusion of Soul-Suppressing Grass and a Copper Bell to make Tranquilizing Incense; the Painted Skin Ghost was hiding in the crowd, requiring the use of a fragment of the Demon-Revealing Mirror and a flashlight to create a Deception-Dispelling Lamp to expose him.

The migration was long and arduous, the rotting wood forest thick with black sap that clung to souls, old clothes piled high, hooking fingers with deadly intent; the human heart was more treacherous than ghosts. But Lingfeng's fortress was always brightly lit, and the tomatoes in the cultivation pods bore golden-edged fruit, imbued with the power of the potion. He turned the steering wheel, the iron mesh shattering the ghostly shadows, the tires crushing white bones, chewing on bread as he looked at the chaos in the rearview mirror, and let out a cold laugh.

In this world, the strongest source of confidence isn't prayer, but the ability to turn scrap metal into a demon-slaying sword and moldy steamed buns into hot meals. Ling Feng happens to excel at this.

[Post-apocalyptic wasteland + convoy strategy + eerie invasion + sequence abilities]

The world is shrouded in an unknown fog, electronic devices malfunction, and strange and aberrant phenomena appear simultaneously.

The city was abandoned, and the survivors were forced to embark on a migration. The national highway had become a death track, filled with all kinds of road bullies, fugitives, and mutants.

During the migration, the protagonist Chen Mo awakens his superpower [Mechanical Overlord], and forms a team with his teammates to embark on an unknown journey ahead.

They had only one goal: to survive! To survive! To survive!

A story featuring two female leads, a horror-themed infinite flow, a love-hate relationship, and a gradual development of feelings. The flirtatious, beautiful, and quirky Shen Yue VS the seemingly cold but actually warm-hearted and seductive Kun Yao. Shen Yue, a transmigrator with a "sticky" system, finds herself in the world of the Bloodstained Apartment, becoming one of its tenants. She accidentally encounters Kun Yao, a super-rich energy source, and naturally, Shen Yue won't miss the opportunity. However, she never expected that her attempt to get close to Kun Yao would turn into a battle of wits! The task of absorbing energy is arduous, but Shen Yue is fearless! When a female ghost comes to claim her life, Shen Yue jumps into Kun Yao's arms: "Sister, save me!" Kun Yao slashes at her! When a monster attacks, Shen Yue hides behind Kun Yao: "Sister, save me!" Kun Yao still slashes at her! When a dead person rises from the dead, Shen Yue throws herself into Kun Yao's arms: "Yao Yao, save me!" Kun Yao: "Okay." Shen Yue: "………?" Suddenly, she feels a little uncomfortable.

The global altar has descended.

Others offer sacrifices by deception, spending their entire fortune for a mere glimpse of light.

However, Su Ming was able to see the hidden information on the altar!

【Altar 666】: A mysterious behemoth craves the ultimate taste bud stimulation!

Su Ming (pulling out a Death Reaper spicy strip): What a coincidence!

【Altar 4444】: The tragic heroine longs for the taste of real betrayal!

Su Ming (tearing up his ex-girlfriend's photo with a blank expression): This smell, is it strong enough?

【Altar 101010】: Supercomputers cannot understand the ineffective wisdom of humans.

Su Ming (throws in a philosophy book): Use this to burn your brain!

Red light! Golden light! Purple light!

While sacrificers around the world were still crying out that the altars were poisonous, Su Ming looked at the warehouse full of artifacts and fell into deep thought.

"What should we sacrifice next?"

[Synopsis: The King of Hell wanted me to live at dawn, but my wife wanted me to die at midnight.]

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In the sixth year of the Tianwu era, at the dead of night, a red rain suddenly fell from the sky, and from then on, the world became strange...

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[Steam Magic] [Cthulhu] [SCP Foundation]

Please note that the following files are only available to investigators at Level 1 or above. Please double-check your own security clearance level before reading.

If one reads the archives in violation of regulations or illegally accesses God's creations, the following may occur:

1. Your shadow might stalk you on a rainy night and try to murder you;

2. The church bells will turn you into a breeding ground for pale moths;

3. You might drown in a glass of azure liquid;

4. When the nightingale begins to sing, you will become its servant…

To preserve your sanity and maintain the integrity of your soul, please remember the Investigator's Code. Join me in solemnly swearing an oath to the Seven Gods—

We will never submit to divine law; we vow to restore order.

...

Best of luck.

[Foundation] — [System] — [Refreshing Story] — [Containment Team] — [No Female Lead]

Human beings have been living for 250,000 years, but only the last 4,000 years are meaningful.

So what have we been doing for nearly 250,000 years? We've been hiding in caves, sitting around small campfires, fearing things we don't understand—explanations of how the sun rises, monsters with human heads and bird bodies, living stones. So we call them "gods" and "demons," and ask them for forgiveness and pray for salvation.

Then, their numbers decreased, and our numbers increased. As we feared fewer things, we began to view the world more rationally. However, the inexplicable things did not disappear, as if the universe deliberately chose to appear absurd and inexplicable.

Humanity can no longer live in fear. Nothing can protect us; we must protect ourselves.

While others live in the sunlight, we must fight them in the shadows and prevent them from being exposed to the public eye, so that others can live in a rational, ordinary world.

We control, we contain, we protect.

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[An anomaly detected; system activated]

[Identification code: 001]

[The current top leader of the foundation has been confirmed as Wu Feng]

[Please take on the important task of the Foundation for the Reconstruction of the Universe]

[Our Last Hope]

One day, many doors suddenly appeared in the world.

At the same time, a power called "Truth" resonates throughout the world.

Someone awakens to the truth of Newton, the father of mechanics, and learns the magic of manipulating gravity to make things fall from the sky.

Someone awakens to the truth of Oppenheimer, the nuclear demon: with a wave of his hand, a city falls into desolation.

Some have awakened to the truth of the banished immortal Li Bai, singing and drinking to admire the snow-covered sword, soaring straight to the heavens to grasp the moon.

Some have awakened to the truth of Azathoth, the god of blindness and folly, and wish to shroud the world in a fog of delusion.

Science, literature, theology... When all the familiar written words become incredible and extraordinary mysteries, where should we, in our ignorance and folly, go?