Good news: reborn on an island nation, I have a slender, alluring childhood sweetheart. Bad news: this childhood sweetheart can infinitely split, possesses mind control, and has a fiery temper. Good news: a timid, tall, delicate, and endearing neighbor has moved in. Bad news: after her death, she will become a super-demon, the first to break the rule of hiding under the covers, possessing a variety of abilities, including but not limited to infinite clones, shapeshifting, time and space control, and the contagion of malevolent thoughts. The girl who hasn't become a demon yet: I just need a little space... really just a little, even if it's just to help behind Kasyapa-kun... The infinitely split childhood sweetheart: remembering the dream where the child emerged from the operating room, knife in hand, with a wicked smile, asking whether it was a doctor or a protector... This sleazy woman needs to stay, but I need some means of suppressing her...

See introduction?

It’s small, the pattern is small!

In theory, you can't guess how my plot will develop.

[Xu Zhe] Interpretation: A very self-disciplined and honest person, the last pure one in the world of immortal cultivation, the last hope of mankind!

Who is holding the piece?

Is this a dream...

Falin opened his eyes. This was like a dream, but not a dream. He could not feel the collision or the temperature. This place was very mysterious.

A firefly, a sofa, a fireplace, a small room, a red carpet, a spirit, a door...

Farin left the sofa. He had never been to this place before. Where was this? Occasionally, there was a clicking sound outside the door, not like footsteps, but more like pieces falling on a chessboard.

Falin looked at the decoration of the room. It was small and dark, but warm. The stove contributed a flickering light to the room. Not far from the sofa was a dark red desk and an old wooden chair. There was a small window, and the moonlight was faintly shining through the window.

At some point, the sound of chess pieces dropping outside stopped, and Farin nervously glanced at the door. After a moment, there was indeed no sound outside. Farin shifted his gaze elsewhere. The fireflies seemed to have frozen, suspended in the air, and the occasional flicker of fire in the stove had also stopped... It was as if time had stood still...

Only Farin was able to move. Farin pushed open the door and saw a large hall outside. In the center of the hall was a long table... There were many mist-like figures sitting beside the table.

He looked around and saw many doors on the wall. But he gradually realized something was wrong. The wall couldn't hold so many doors, yet there were so many doors. Blood was flowing from under some of the doors, and some were broken. Falin saw a sofa inside, and a woman was lying on the sofa. Her throat was cut, and she was lying there quietly. Behind each door was the same...

[Infinite Flow + Alternate Universe, Unlucky Player with Excessive Spending x Crazy Beauty, 1V1, Both Pure and Mutually Pampering] The once-powerful Ye Nianchu has plummeted from a top-tier player to a beginner. When she's pulled back into the game as a newbie, her unlucky streak continues. Searching for clues, she stumbles upon the boss. Stockpiling supplies, she encounters a crisis. This game is too hard… all her luck seems to have been used up in meeting Qin Mubai. At their first meeting, Ye Nianchu looks at the boy holding a paintbrush and thinks: This NPC is really handsome. Later, the boy wields a craft knife, like a god of death, yet his smile is both gentle and harmless. Ye Nianchu: …Others are surviving, he's playing a game. What's the point of playing? Can she report this guy for cheating? A secluded town, a perilous apocalypse, songs from the deep sea, a suddenly vanishing train, an unfathomable rainforest, a strange sanatorium… danger keeps piling up. For the so-called players, it's either completing the mission and leaving, or dying in the game.

Liyuan, "Li" (literally "hidden") and "Yuan" (literally "hospital"), is a secular institution that dates back to the ancient Imperial Hospital. It oversaw matters of the living and the dead, ensuring worldly peace. Liyuan consists of ten courtyards, nine within the inner city and one outside, guarding the gates of the underworld alongside the underworld. The physicians here not only heal the sick but also exorcise evil spirits and even perform rituals... The protagonist, Wang Xi, by chance, submitted his resume and began a new life here... (This story is purely fictional; any similarities are purely coincidental.)

37 years old, laid off.

I can only write small programs at home to earn living expenses.

I can’t even afford cat food.

Late one night, I suddenly received a message from my ex-wife:

"I'm dying."

I was shocked: "What's going on? Where are you?"

Her reply made me even more shocked:

"I'm in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty, come quickly."

Datang Changan is a high-end theme park opened by the wealthy Zheng Qianji.

It is a one-to-one replica of Chang'an City during the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

A large number of robot NPCs are also used.

As long as you have money, you can act as a swordsman and assassinate the emperor.

You can also go wild in Pingkangfang.

Why is the ex-wife going?

What dangers did you encounter again?

But then, no matter what message I sent, she didn't reply.

I booked a ticket and boarded the plane, and then came to Chang'an, Tang Dynasty.

All the tourists around me were in high spirits.

I was the only one preoccupied.

Fear follows.

Wearing AR glasses, you can see your ex-wife.

She blamed me for why I didn’t go to the “ghost market” to find her?

You can ask everyone——

There was no "ghost market" in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty.

Others were watching Tang Minghuang and Yang Guifei in Xingqing Palace Square.

But I was dragged out of the city gate by a mechanical hound.

A robot warrior nearly buried me alive.

I saw with my own eyes that the boss who laid me off was killed by a robot.

In the blink of an eye, he was alive again in another place.

Everyone in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty was drunk and dreaming.

It's just me, struggling to survive.

When I finally found my ex-wife, the crisis completely broke out:

The robot blocked all exits for communication with the outside world in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty.

Raising the butcher knife towards human tourists...

Time travel is a risky thing. Some people travel to become wealthy merchants on giant ships, some become powerful prime ministers, some become strategists riding white horses, and some become monsters, opening their eyes to find a hairy-faced, thunder-mouthed monk asking for a master. Then they travel to another world. The second time around is still very dangerous. Ghosts appear in the shadows, monsters roam under the night sky, gods are nowhere to be seen, only strange creatures dwell on the throne. "Ah... how scary."

[No system + no Mary Sue elements + well-developed plot + high intelligence]

From the distant stars, you would see a figure at the center of Earth, who has given the ocean a name: the River of Oblivion.

When you discover the River of Oblivion, you will realize that Earth is just a bridge. So, where does the other side of this Bridge of Helplessness lead?

A special snowfall quietly unveiled a corner of the mysterious veil covering the earth, and myths were reborn...

What is hometown? It is an anchor for travelers on their journeys, and a dream to which they ultimately return. But when the distance from home changes from land and mountains to light-years and galaxies; when the years away from home grow from years to generations, hometown, to the wanderer, is ultimately... an anchorless place, a dream elusive. Young people, stepping on the red earth of the planet, gazed up at the boundless universe for the first time, only to be greeted by a dazzling galaxy and a deep sense of emptiness beneath. Hometown is nothing more than a humble set of three-dimensional coordinates, abstract and illusory. But for those determined to return, hometown is far more than empty coordinates; it is an ever-vivid and real presence, gleaming in their hearts.

That year I got a strange disease that couldn't be cured.

Until that night when the blood moon was high in the sky and my house was decorated with lights, I have had an invisible husband ever since.

It was also at that time that my mother warned me solemnly that I must be loyal to my husband and keep a distance from other men, otherwise it would bring disaster!

When I was nineteen, I broke my vow, and he...appeared.