Have you heard? There’s a certain kind of person in this world, who, even without any substantial contact, and with just a flash of thought, can discern a lot.

Their eyes have the ability to penetrate through to the past, to clarify the present and to break the veil of the future. They can see what you see through your eyes, smell what you smell through your nose, taste what you taste through your tongue, and can even perceive what you think through your heart.

This kind of a person is called—a psychic.

A story about the awakening of a ‘guabi’, who is merely plodding through life, from his deep slumber. (*guabi, a slang term, meaning ‘dead idiot’ = people who are penniless and jobless)

[Chinese Cthulhu + Bizarre Cultivation + No Female Lead + No System + Not Brainless] (Low rating because few people have read it) (Due to its vast world-building and complex settings, the early stages require setup, resulting in a slower-paced plot. Enter at your own risk if you mind this.) When I opened my eyes, I saw a bizarre stone statue I had never seen before. An old woman with yellow teeth, claiming to be my grandmother, was stirring inside my stomach with a strange knife. She was carving my bones. "Child, with spiritual roots, you can become an immortal," she told me. "Become an immortal? Become what kind of immortal?" I cried out in fear, looking at the tentacled monster. "No! I don't want to become that kind of monster!"

The story begins with the spread of mysterious power, progresses to invading other worlds in the middle stage, and the later stages are yet to be explored.

The content includes elements of the supernatural, Cthulhu, Pirates of the Caribbean, Marvel, Under One Person, Resident Evil, Invasion of Another World, DNF system, God of War 3, Lord of Mysteries, Warhammer 40,000, and The Fourth Scourge.

Content involving anime, movies, and games requires readers to have extensive knowledge to view in order to ensure quality.

[When I lose consciousness, the seal will be unlocked, and I will be invincible directly, and even gods will be afraid]

(Crusou SCP+Strange Horror Revival+Mutation Evolution+Daily 10,000 Words) Murderous rain, throat-slitting wind, corpses resurrected, severed hands crawled out of the ground, and the grass and trees opened their eyes. In the pitch-black darkness, Langren closed his eyes tightly, wearing pajamas, and his body began to sleepwalk uncontrollably. In his sleep, he broke into the cemetery of the old gods. When he woke up, he found that he had eaten a god...

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"My name is Langren. Recently, some blind people said that I was covered with sickles, my blood could fill the sea, and my leg hair alone was 10,000 meters long. The more they said, the more outrageous it was. Don't believe in rumors or spread them. For this reason, I solemnly come forward to clarify that it is not my leg hair, it is the sickle that grew on my body."

………

One punch to stop the wind and rain, there is no god in the world. He who cannot be looked at directly wakes up from his long sleep. The shadows in the darkness cover the sky and the earth. In this strange world, there is a truth - don't go out after dark, the strange night will take your soul.

[Hint: You have entered the strange night and lost your vision. One hundred meters to the left, there are a lot of steel centipedes lurking on the ground. Three hundred meters to the right, there are many fast-moving species staring at you. ]

[There is a mysterious egg three hundred meters behind. Get it and you will awaken a new bloodline power. ]

[Be careful! There is a tide of beasts in front of you. If you don't run, you may be a brave man again in eighteen years. ]

Bai Song, 18 years old, seems to be a traveler.

After Bai Song was killed by a mud truck, he found himself transported to another world, and he even had a panel that could summon Servants.

Before Bai Song could feel happy, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have crossed over to the Type-Moon world.

Moreover, it was at a time point under the pen of Gen Urobuchi, the warrior of love.

Bai Song smiled wryly.

“If I commit su*cide now, I should be happier, right?”

And then…

Looking at the summoning formation, he saw a blue-gray large cat holding a trophy that read “National Rat-Catching Champion.”

Bai Song suddenly realized that the Type-Moon world had become much less terrifying in an instant.

Everything has changed. On the North American continent, mysterious demon hunters wander in the dark night. They have been fighting dark creatures for thousands of years, and scars are immortal medals. On a summer night in Tokyo, the cold air condensed into hollow ice flowers, and countless monsters slowly appeared on the streets, setting off a grand night trip. Over the Atlantic Ocean, the six-winged blazing angel white armor and golden flame, she led the sky...

Strange things have happened, and alien beings have invaded!

This is a crazy era, where the bizarre and mysterious run rampant. Unknown fog, scarecrows, harbinger birds, man-eating wedding dresses... countless strange and unknown things are unfolding one after another.

Humans cannot fight back; they can only struggle to survive!

At this moment, an ancient secret society began to emerge.

A mysterious superhuman? A savior? Or a beacon in the darkness?

No! All of this is because Shen Li created the most powerful and bizarre deity.

Thus, he single-handedly stirred up a giant wave in this era! He created a behemoth!

eerie revival + healing everyday style

In a cyberworld governed by rules and scripts, everyone's life follows a predetermined trajectory—Lin Xiao is the "protagonist" destined to overturn the order, Su Wan is the "observer" aiding change, and Zhao Heng is the "villain" who must be defeated. Like puppets, they struggle within virtual loops, the shackles of authority, and factional struggles, their very lives dictated by the manipulators hidden deep within the code.

When Lin Xiao accidentally discovered a loophole in the script during a virtual loop, the phrase "The truth of the rule network is never obedience" ignited a fire of resistance. He formed a temporary alliance with Su Wan, who remained true to her heart, and Zhao Heng, who broke free from the "villain template." Armed with the "Zero Boundary" hacking program, they faced the manipulator's pursuit and the script's frenzied counterattack. From cracking the time anchor, rewriting the underlying logic, to completely erasing the manipulator's consciousness, they sought hope in the despair of depleted authority points, and rebuilt order in the chaos of the collapsed rule network.

Without the protection of a golden finger, supported only by wisdom and conviction, they shed the halo of authority chains and started from scratch in the new world, building a trade group with their own hands, resolving past grievances with trust, and proving with their actions that true freedom is never the "victory" bestowed by the script, but every moment of independent choice after breaking free from constraints.

This is a sci-fi epic about resistance and growth, and a paean to free will. When rules become a prison, when life becomes a performance, someone will always wield code as a sword, cleave the fog of control, and write their own "undefined ending."

Reborn into a bizarre and cruel game world, he has only two choices—to devour or be devoured. But is this a world that humanity can construct? "Where you are is the abyss." — Within every human being lies a hidden energy; once you establish communication with it, you will transcend life and death, becoming omnipotent. If you, dear readers, find *Abyss Game* enjoyable, please don't forget to recommend it to your friends on QQ and Weibo!

A hard time travel story without a time travel element, and a system creation story without a system.

A desolate, abandoned land, plunged into despair by its homeland, tells the story of a revitalized homeland, starting from scratch to rebuild it.

Metal-free mecha-style gameplay, and spiritual root-free cultivation-style gameplay.

To forge a path through desolate wastelands and to create a new martial art from outdated traditions.

Working day and night, risking one's life, what's the point?

Nothing else,

I disagree!