[The male protagonist has an antisocial personality and is a psychopath. Click carefully. ]

My name is Le Jing. After I quit my job, I returned to my hometown and opened a plane bookstore. My bookstore is not ordinary. My bookstore has a system.

Other people's systems let the host fall in love or make a lot of money, but my system is so pure and unpretentious. He let me open a plane bookstore as a cultural ambassador to spread advanced earth culture to the other world.

Do you think I'm just selling books? No, I'm spreading democracy and science!

So, the women of the Seide Empire started a vigorous women's equal rights movement;

The primitive humans started socialism;

The slaves in the fairy world rose up and started a revolution, and the ideas of freedom and equality gradually took root in people's hearts;

The closed and conservative magic world started the witch revolution;

The unattainable gods chased me for new books every day... My name is Le Jing, not a philosopher...

No saints, no heroines, ruthless and ruthless, with a wicked heart that smokes smoke, he sweeps across the wilderness. Zuo Dao, carrying a system, travels through time and space as a snake, arriving in this world where the strong prey on the weak. To survive, he is accompanied only by endless loneliness and life and death. His life motto is to enjoy comfort for a while, to survive for a day.

[Girls' Armed Forces] [Regional Conflict] [Large-Scale War] I've been reborn as a high school girl, a charming and adorable young woman. I thought I'd be living the sweet school life sung in the tragic literature of youth. But... this world might not quite understand my thoughts... The cafeteria being bombed four times in three days is fine, since it didn't hit me... The bread I found getting ripped by stray bullets is fine, they probably didn't mean it... But getting shot at 18 times for buying a piece of grilled corn is unacceptable, right?! Is there any justice in this?! I swear! I'm going to bring this damn school life to hell! I'm going to ascend to the pinnacle of power in Gehenna and carve justice into the skulls of these thugs! I'm going to right the wrongs of this world and eradicate all violence and oppression! Ding—(Phone rings) "Hi, Mom, I miss you so much!" "Eh? Why are you asking if I'm happy at Trinity Academy?" (The story focuses on battles and daily life, with no madness, romance, or romantic elements.)

After a 30-year dream, he returned to the golden age of Hong Kong cinema, a time of galloping, dancing, and extravagant life. From then on, one of Hong Kong's four great talents was missing a gourmet expert, and one was added, a philandering sage.

On his 26th birthday, Miss Hong Kong winner Li Jiaxin took out an entire newspaper page, proclaiming her love with a pink floral design and signing it "Love You." Not to be outdone, Wang Zuxian, known for his long legs, also got a new license plate and drove out with "1314" on it.

When the leader of the "Pure Girls" group, Chow Hui-man, gave a concert in Tokyo, he went to support her, followed by a swarm of paparazzi from all over Hong Kong's gossip magazines. Afterward, a reporter interviewed Chung Chu-hong, known as the "sex goddess," and she gave a vindictive smile, saying, "We never talked about breaking up. Don't you know that?"

That year, Edison Chen didn’t know how to take photos, and Zong Rui didn’t know how to drug people. There were only heroes and beauties, Hong Kong’s past, and the hustle and bustle and loneliness of a city.

Look at how Yoga Lin wears prosperity into his sleeves and gets drunk on the Xiangjiang River.</p>

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"Master, I am your disciple. Is it...appropriate for us to cultivate together?" "It's alright... Those who achieve great things don't concern themselves with trifles. As long as we both have a clear conscience, that's enough." Young Qin Feng had his eyes stolen and his meridians crippled, and was abandoned by his family. He obtained the Qian Yuan Chaos Tower, awakening the demon empress who had been sealed for ten thousand years. He reunited his divine eyes and condensed his sacred meridians. He cultivated the Eternal Overlord Technique, traversing the Nine Heavens and Eighteen Realms. However... "Cultivation is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind. It's time to cultivate, disciple..." "You're already complaining of being tired after only thirty-odd times! How can that be!" "You can't even handle me! How can you awaken my eight older sisters! How can you save your eight senior uncles!" "You've only cultivated ninety-seven times today. Let's make it a hundred before resting!" "Get up! Cultivate! Don't stop!"

From the perspective of a Sarkaz warrior, fight and survive in the brutal world of Terra. Find a way to live in the icy wasteland, discuss ideals with the ancient Wendigo, endure the brutal Kazdel civil war, repel the enigmatic Pardoners, and fight his way out of the ruthless Syracuse gang… Lynn always believed he earned his living through skill, not looks—until he was tricked and taken to Rhodes Island. Faced with the menacing girls around him, he panicked. “Wait, wait! I fought for Babel, I shed blood for Princess Theresa! You… [Count]…”

A love letter from the past, a classical game, usher in a bizarre cyberworld; a sea of ​​electronics, a mirror planet, a cloud of doubt behind the illusion of prosperity; a dark age, hidden for a thousand years, demons roam rampant beneath the veil of paradise; foolishness and blindness, billions of glories, for whom are the songs of the past quietly played? A flirtatious man from Zurich, holding a double PhD in geophysics from the Swiss Federal Institute of Technology; a rising star in the European piano world, living in Vienna; a gray ghost, a hacker, wandering the cybercity despite low blood sugar; a world-weary and aloof daughter of a prominent family, a high school sophomore, running away from home and exiling herself; the curtain rises on a mad era, and the believer Hearn, combing her hair, holds up a black umbrella, steps into the rain curtain of time...

The end of the world is coming, and the world is evolving.

When a pig starts to hunt humans, when a mouse starts to shout for world domination, when the whole world is covered with the footprints of zombies...if humans cannot keep up with the global evolution, they will inevitably become extinct.

A rich man spends all his money just to buy a piece of bread, a school beauty tosses and turns in bed just to eat a bag of spicy strips, the civilized order collapses, morality is overshadowed by the desire to survive, everything is just for staying alive.

Rebirth or destruction? Everything is in Final Evolution!

When mechas became obsolete and new single-soldier weapons emerged, war had a new model. Traditional legions became pale and powerless in the face of absolute individual strength. New rules of survival emerged.

Planet X35, 275 years after the apocalypse. A young man took his first step in the ruins. At this time, he did not know that his life was destined to be accompanied by darkness, bringing terror and destruction to others.

Because he was holding the world's greatest secret.

Place of Birth: Bone Sea Identity: Skeleton… In the next moment, Yun Ming, still in a daze, was swept into the battlefield. Thus, a bewildered gray bone was ruthlessly hijacked by fate. What kind of unknowns will he face?

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The world swam into focus through a haze of gray-white mist, the only sound a persistent, dry crackling in unseen ears. Yun Ming’s consciousness flickered, slowly anchoring itself to a body lying flat on… bones. Countless bones, forming a desolate, shifting landscape beneath him. He tried to sit up, but agony exploded through his frame, sharp and absolute. Looking down, he saw not flesh, but gray-white ribs. Above, slender leg bones stretched where his own should be.

“I… am a skeleton?” The thought echoed in the hollow cavity of his skull, a silent scream of disbelief swallowed by the oppressive mist. Around him, other skeletal figures stirred, mindless automatons rising from the osseous sea, only for some to suddenly collapse, scattering back into the landscape like brittle twigs. Death was palpable here, a constant presence reinforced by the chilling whispers of disintegration.

A voice, alien yet intimate, suddenly bloomed within his mind, urging him forward, into the unknown grayness. With excruciating effort, fueled by a primal fear and a dawning, terrifying awareness, Yun Ming forced his fragile new body upright. This was the Bone Sea. This was his new, horrifying beginning. And in this realm of endless death, survival was the only imperative. His journey, fraught with pain and the constant threat of dissolution, had just begun.