Ying Que was skinned alive and resurrected in the grave, but without human skin.

He painted skin in the grave for fifteen years, extracting the memories and abilities of five thousand people.

Finally, he chose the most beautiful human skin and put it on himself, left the grave, and returned to the world.

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"Doctor, for the past ten days, I've been hearing someone calling my name in my sleep."

“Mr. Huang Tian, ​​you are hallucinating.”

“I’m sure I heard it.”

"Then you have anxiety somatization."

"Anxiety somatization?"

"Anyway, you're fine, don't worry. Just don't smoke or drink, go to bed early and get up early, and relax, and you'll be alright."

"..."

On September 5th, I went to see a doctor, who said I had no illness whatsoever, which put my mind at ease. However, that afternoon I was laid off from my job.

On September 6th, I tried not to think about anything before going to sleep, and I actually slept soundly until dawn. However, when I opened my eyes, I was horrified to hear someone calling my name. This was the first time I had heard these voices while fully awake.

On September 7th, I didn't sleep all day and looked haggard because I kept hearing ghostly calls in my ears, day and night.

On September 8th, I was overjoyed because I discovered that I could not only turn off the voices calling my name, but also see the scene of the people talking about me—could I be a god?

September 9th…

Some time later, just when I thought my superpowers were over, I vaguely heard tens of thousands of people shouting in unison, "The heavens are dead, the yellow heavens shall rise."

I was stunned: Is this also the Yellow Heaven?

[Come on, brother, you're still growing your own spiritual herbs?]

[Hey, buddy, do I have to stay by the furnace to make an elixir?]

[The Emperor is invincible? My friend, times have changed!]

Li Kong, a traveler from a technologically advanced world to the world of cultivation, relies on his extensive electrical engineering knowledge from his past life to bring about an unprecedented industrial revolution. However, as his own strength and the forces around him grow, he discovers...

[Son, do you really think your mother and I are just ordinary farmers?]

[Good disciple, Master will teach you one last thing...]

[Brother... I know where I came from, I'm sorry...]

[Gods? Ha, if humans don't recognize them, who dares to deify them?]

[Where are the demons?! ! !]

The conspiracy of the world unfolds step by step in front of Li Kong. This time he believes that the future of the human race no longer needs to rely on a certain person, and it is time to settle accounts with everything in the past.

Yuichi is a ghost who has been dead for a long time. Shu comes from an if world that breaks at the touch. One day, Shu picked up Yuichi, and the man and the book hit it off immediately. Yuichi helped Shu merge the worlds, and the book resurrected Yuichi, and everyone was happy! So: the mysterious bandaged man quickly solved the case, and his final destination was a hospital ward. The famous detective forgot to bring money when he went out, and was almost detained by the store owner and forced to work in the store. The beautiful secretary knocked on the door of the Maori Detective Agency in order to find her missing boss. The short-haired woman claimed to be a doctor, but was found to have a knife hidden in her medical bag. The model cadre works hard every day, but is mistaken for a kidnapper. ...Shu: Can you work well! Yu

Once a famous police detective, Qi Wang lost his life during the course of his duty, but instead of meeting his ultimate end, he became linked to a strange system that detects injustice and evil across different dimensions. From then on, it became a string of adventures for Qi Wang across the diverse dimensions in existence to right all wrongs in the philosophies, worldviews, and value systems of societies everywhere beyond the conventional mores of Space and Time.

A Game of Prestige –

Ungrateful Ingrates: We love each other truly, Father. But since you object to us being together, how about you make way for your son and heir?

Qi Wang: Well, of course. But the company carries a debt of hundreds of millions. So, good luck.

A Taste of Chaos –

Protégé: The position as Chieftain of the Wulin is mine by right, Teacher. You’re old now, so please give way.

Qi Wang: Well, of course. I hear the forces of Evil will be attacking tomorrow. I wish you good fortune in the wars to come.

Doppelganger in the Stars –

Snobbish Daughter and her Doppelganger: We are the distinguished offsprings of the Marshal. Go away, you useless wretch.

Qi Wang: Well, of course. I heard the Race of Arthropods want a marriage-alliance with you. I wish you a happy marriage then.

Give me any scum and I’ll mete out retribution upon them. I am Qi Wang, the harbinger of Justice at your service, and this is my specialty.

Lin Zhengyi, who was killed by criminals while trying to stop a crime, was reborn into the world of Hong Kong variety shows. Based on his experiences in his previous life, he decisively chose to become a police officer.

After transmigrating, he gained access to the Justice Detective System.

By simply apprehending criminals and completing cases, one can gain varying amounts of experience based on a comprehensive evaluation of factors such as the case's impact, the difficulty and danger of solving it, the amount of money involved, and the host's level of involvement.

When you accumulate enough experience, you can acquire new skills.

He originally thought that he could rely on the system to punish evil and achieve the pinnacle of life.

result!

Master thief, cannibal artist, Breaking Bad...

Looking at the skills granted by the system, Lin Zhengyi remained silent for a long time before finally saying in a low voice, "System, something's wrong with you!"

But that's not all that's wrong.

besides...

"Others who transmigrate to the Hong Kong variety show world and become police officers either in the Major Crimes Unit or the Anti-Triad Unit, but me?! I'm in the Traffic Enforcement and Control Unit!?" Lin Zhengyi looked at the assignment notice in his hand and felt completely bewildered.

[Folklore and the Bizarre] [Infinite Flow] [Traditional Chinese Martial Arts]

Its body is made of four beams and eight pillars, and its form is a representation of the old worldly gods.

Lu Ansheng opened the folk game "The Burial Chronicles" that appeared out of nowhere on his phone. He was transported to a place where evil spirits roamed and where gods were buried. He had to find the remains of ancient gods, build a temple to enshrine the dead, and complete one task after another before he could briefly return to reality.

When he first embarked on this journey, all he had was a mysterious ancient book called "Records of Folk Customs," which offered him a reward for recording folk customs.

All the strange and bizarre tales are in the book.

Wild dogs digging graves, dead donkeys pulling millstones, weasels demanding blessings, livestock knocking on doors, rafting boats, water ghosts taking lives, retrieving corpses from tombs, corpse-driving curses, running through mountains to worship temples, tattooing and encoffining, soldiers dissolving ghosts, money ghosts, painted-skin old foxes, ghost soldiers passing through the road, Tai Sui watching flesh, immortals and Buddhas hanging upside down...

Blue, wearing these familiar gadgets, stood on the streets of 2025. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, spilling onto the asphalt, and the air was filled with the aroma of coffee and bread. He didn't know why he'd arrived here in 2077, but the beauty of this world, free of nuclear wastewater, synthetic food capsules, and cyberpsychopaths, filled him with a trance. The city of fifty-three years ago was still vibrant, its people's faces still reflecting genuine emotions. Since he couldn't go back, he'd return to his old ways. In this age before technology, he remained the middleman treading the fine line between right and wrong: connecting people, resolving problems for clients, and even creating them when necessary. After all, no matter where...