Zheng Tan somehow returns to the year 2003, turning into a black cat. Picked up from a rubbish heap by the Jiao family, he is given the name “Charcoal”, and so begins the life inside Professor Jiao’s family. Zheng Tan remembers that he was once a person, but currently his body is that of a cat. He has no way of speaking the human language, but can understand it, and even retains the thinking and IQ of a young 20 year old youth. Read along as he adapts to this new world, and somehow tumbles from a group brawl to catching a thief.

"Medicine, medicine..."

Chu Ci stared indifferently at the dying First Emperor, crushing the pill in his hand into powder.

"Let's stop taking drugs, starting with you and me."

Outside the palace, Zhao Yan, covered in dog muzzles, and Li Xiang, with horns growing on his head, were practically beating their brains out.

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Four hundred years passed in a flash.

As the saying goes, long separations must reunite, long reunions must separate.

"I'll tell you my name, and shock you. I'm Lingling Shang...!"

Before he could finish his words, Chu Ci tore his head off.

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Another eight hundred years, axelight and candlelight.

Chu Ci patted Old Zhao's shoulder, looking at Zhao Er, who, even with his head blown off, could still swing his axe and chop.

"Little brother, you, Old Er, are quite extraordinary."

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A thousand years passed in a flash, atop Meishan Mountain.

Chu Ci, dressed in white, stood in the wind, glancing at the current emperor as he hung a rope.

"Little dog, this crooked tree isn't strong enough. Let's try another."

Looking out over the capital, breached by countless treacherous attacks, Emperor Qiming, ready to sacrifice his life for his country, froze.

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[The treacherous erosion, the fall of Heaven.]

[Note: This book doesn't follow the 'traditional cultivation of immortality' path. There will be no mortals rising to the realm of cultivation. Instead, it follows the long course of history, the rise and fall of dynasties, and is guaranteed to satisfy our readers.]

"Doctor, it seems that the game I made has become a reality."

"Isn't this great? Nowadays, people are under so much work pressure, but you can get rid of it, play in the world, and live the life of your dreams."

"But I am a ghost story game designer. I have conceived 126 murder cases and created dozens of murderers with different personalities. In order to find materials, I have also watched 95 thriller movies, four There are more than one hundred horror comics and more than two thousand urban ghost stories collected. Now, they all seem to have become true!"

"Then...do you think I look familiar?"

[Post-apocalyptic wasteland + mutant species + sentinel + ensemble cast + contaminated zone]

The dark apocalypse has ended, and the wasteland era has begun.

Countless mutant species and bizarre contaminated areas are devouring human homes.

A remote town was swallowed up by a polluted area, and Yun Zhao, who had just awakened his abilities, was forced to lead the entire town to relocate.

Her background is shrouded in mystery, and her strength is terrifying.

He was a complete weakling who couldn't lift a finger, carry anything, or even use a gun.

She also possesses a spiritual body that is different from ordinary people.

The little guy always looks at people askance, as if they're trash, and he calls everyone he meets "useless."

*

Everyone knows this.

Xie Tu, an S-class sentinel at Dawn Base, has a spiritual form that is a violent fire phoenix.

Upon first meeting, the Fire Phoenix pointed at Yun Zhao's spiritual form and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful! I want to pluck all my feathers and give them to it."

Xie Tu said expressionlessly, "If you dare to run around naked, believe me or not, I'll turn you into a roast turkey and serve you on the table."

Fire Phoenix: "But it's so beautiful. Why am I not a peacock? I want to spread my tail feathers."

Xie Tu: "Shut up!"

*

Within the contaminated area, there are mutants that can speak and retain consciousness.

Remaining in the pre-apocalyptic contaminated zone 88.

A realm of temporal distortion, an endless abyss, a prison for souls, and a strange gatekeeper...

A group of people are saving the world, hoping that one day, peace will prevail and the world will be restored to its former glory.

Reading Guide:

1. No time travel, native female protagonist.

2. The contaminated zone is similar to a dungeon mode, with the main objective being to save the world.

3. Introduction: This is a piece of trash; I struggled for ages to come up with this. Please proceed to the main text.

Warning: This story features a male lead, but the romance develops slowly. It combines slice-of-life scenes with the main plot, exploring themes of national duty and righteousness. It's plot-driven and not a mindless wish-fulfillment story. Note! This is a romance novel!

[Loser heroine + Oregairu + Passerby heroine + Visible girl + Some other anime characters] [Decisive and not a saint] [Multiple heroines] [The hero is a steel man in the early stage, the reason is in Chapter 9]

Chisuke Kitahara, who traveled through the world of anime, thought he would live a dull life until that rainy night when he saw the "real side" of the world, which he will never forget.

The world is becoming increasingly polluted, and the gods are restless.

Faced with the resurrection of urban legends, demons, and wild monsters, the only thing the young man who has lost his emotions can rely on is the obsession called "revenge"

When praying to the Emperor, he is the God-Emperor's agent; when praying to the Fool, he holds the power of fate; when offering sacrifices to Nyarlathotep, he is Chaos itself.

As long as you increase the "faith level" of the corresponding god, you can borrow the power of the corresponding god.

When urban legends are revived in the world:

A woman with a scissors wanders around Shinjuku, and a videotape of Sadako's curse spreads online.

Pennywise roamed the night laughing, and a tall, thin figure occasionally appeared in the shadows.

Chisuke Kitahara ignites the fire of the subspace, burning the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons; controls the power of fate, eradicates all evil spirits; finally, he puts on a mask and faces the "them" standing high in the sky.

"Is this your plan?"

But please remember that the gift of fate has already been secretly marked with a price.

He transmigrated and became a Black Iron Assassin in Xiao Rizi.

"A hitman? I wouldn't even be a dog. You can't make much money licking blood off a knife's edge. I'd rather go back to China and deliver takeout!"

Although that's what Jing Mo thought, reality gave him a harsh blow.

The target who unexpectedly appeared at the airport died mysteriously, and the blame was placed on him.

The second target was stabbed to death by his mistress's incompetent husband, and the blame was placed on him.

Next up is the third... the fourth...

Each of his targets dies mysteriously, but to outsiders, Jing Mo is a high-IQ killer!

He disdained to carry out the assassination himself, instead disguising each one as an accident and often admiring the "art" he created on the spot.

The beautiful leader of the assassin organization: "Very good, my Amaterasu Demon Hand needs someone like you."

The legendary female assassin said, "Compared to Jing Mo, I'm just a rookie assassin."

A beautiful and incredibly wealthy CEO: "Stop being an assassin, become my personal bodyguard!"

Jing Mo: "Please stop making things up, I'm really not a god-level assassin!"

Murdered by my own father, I activated the Myriad Worlds Divine Sword System.

Scrap metal? In my hands, it can be elevated to divine quality!

A broken sword? I can restore its sword spirit with just one glance!

As for the divine sword that protects the country and is regarded as a forbidden delicacy by the emperor and is not allowed to be touched by others?

I hooked my finger in the air, and it shattered the dragon table and flew into my hand impatiently.

The emperor has gone mad and the whole country is looking for me.

Facing an army of billions, I have a forest of divine swords behind me.

I smiled calmly: "Your country's destiny is determined by my sword."

Steel thorns grow on the ground, the roar of gears resounds across the sky, black smoke obscures the sky, hot steam flows rapidly in the pipes, the super analysis machine and the password card make a subtle whisper, and the blazing white light composes here Following the annual rings of the times, the red fluid is here to restrain the throat of fate, the justice of bolts and rivets, the authority of caliber and range, the steel is roaring, and the sword neighs.

In the year 698 of the Seventh Era, the extraordinary was hidden and steam technology was far ahead.

On the eve of spiritual revival, the new and old camps in the Old World had just ended their first full-scale war.

The end is just a break before the next war.

The weak are in panic, the strong are ready to fight, and even the Federation, which is watching the fire from the other side of the New World, is preparing for war.

The extraordinary world also began to surge with undercurrents.

This is a world where the extraordinary and steam technology are about to collide.

The Twelve Hours are high above. They are neither good nor evil. They only have the responsibility to maintain the rules of the world forever.

The legendary powerful men and demigods in the spiritual world are also trying hard to extend their tentacles to the mortal world.

The names of the five extraordinary paths, the First Ancestor, the Holy Spirit, the Witch King, the Sage, and the King of Fighters, will eventually...

The whispers of the old gods enveloped the entire continent, potions flowed quietly in dark alleys, and the shadow of a dragon passed over the steam-filled city dome. A stranger was reborn as the most humble being in this world—a gray mouse. However, he started from the dark sewers, step by step farming, infrastructure construction, alliances with foreign races, and deciphering lost runes. The roar of steam resonated with the whispers of magic, the gears turned, and the dragon flapped its wings. He transformed into the "Sherlock Holmes" detective who had never appeared before, weaving an underground network that spanned races and classes, vowing to break the oppression of theocracy and use the power of machinery, magic, and faith to create a new era of civilization for all intelligent creatures, sharing, and co-governance. ——When he first stepped into this world, Lu Ran had only one self-deprecating sentence: "I, Mouse, am going to die this time..."