[Decisive killing + solving cases + American Iai + gunfight + fighting]

Some people only take 0.175 seconds from drawing a gun to shooting, and can fire two shots instantly with a revolver. I hope to surpass him.

Please remember, my name is York Sheffield, and I can fire two shots instantly with a revolver! Whoever moves will be killed first! ! I have a 92fs in one hand to replenish firepower, and whoever shows up will be killed first!

My job is patrolling and solving cases, and my hobby is shooting.

My wish is to spread my descendants all over North America. The song I want to sing most is the song of killing and grass.

I want to say: "Single-action revolver, how romantic."

[No rebirth][No cuckold][No routine][No revenge][But abstract]

[I witnessed the end of the world, I watched the fall of the gods, I am the walker of doomsday]

Jiang Chen was selected by the Doomsday System and had to enter one doomsday world after another.

Biochemical zombies, torrential rain and floods, high temperatures during the day, extreme cold in glaciers, nuclear explosion wasteland, strange resurrection...

Every doomsday is extremely dangerous, but Jiang Chen directly gains a new concept of divine ability every day, and can also draw cards!

[Compressed biscuits][Self-heating hot pot][Canned fruit]

Countless materials that are extremely scarce in the end times can be converted through cards.

Jiang Chen originally wanted to lie down and play in the end times, draw cards and enjoy the scenery.

As a result... one day, he drew [Zombie Card], [Resurrection Card], [Earth Card], [Universe Card]

The style of painting began to become strange.

This book is also known as "What does it mean to have countless trump cards?"

"In the End of the World: The System Begs Me to Stop"

"In the extremely cold apocalypse, it makes sense for me to have a zombie bodyguard, right?"

"Sorry, if you have resurrection you can really do whatever you want"

"Stop it, Moshi, he has all the cards!"

"The evil god sneaking in from outer space has descended upon this world."

"The indescribable demon king has begun to dig at our world."

"The absolute evil that devours human nature has emerged!"

"Life outside the domain has gained the upper hand."

"The higher-dimensional existence from the void is close to victory."

"The true ruler of the Seventh Kingdom arrived at his loyal Type-Moon Earth today."

What is the honor of a family worth? Is the responsibility of a pure-blood a destiny or a shackle?

Sirius's rebellion, Regulus's sacrifice, they broke free from the shackles of fate in their own ways, but I was trapped in this invisible chess game.

To whom do I owe my loyalty? To the Dark Lord, or to those forgotten oaths? To the honor of House Black, or to my own convictions?

At Hogwarts, hidden threats are approaching all the time, and dark shadows are stirring in the depths of the castle. I have been forced to step into this game, with the abyss on both sides, but does fate really only give me the choice of darkness?

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The LLM model has been very powerful recently, and it seems to be okay at the moment.

Use the big model combined with an outline you've previously imagined, and gradually refine and fill it out to create a readable novel.

This is a dark fairy tale depicted by an adult who has worked for many years.

Humans don't need to pay for the sins committed in a game, right~

So,

In reality, I'm timid and obedient; in the game, I strike with a heavy fist.

In reality, I abide by the law and love peace; in the game, no grass grows where I tread, and rivers of blood flow.

Originally,

There shouldn't have been any problem,

Until the game timeline overlapped with reality, and I actually inherited the extremely evil organization I created in the game...

[Iron Eater]: Feed on iron, and you can draw power from the essence it contains.

[Blood Frenzy]: All your attributes multiply as your health drops. If your base stats are high enough, then with a sliver of health, you might even slay a god.

[Feast]: The blood of your kind gives off an irresistible fragrance. Devour them, and you shall gain eternal life~

Liu Wu traveled to a post-apocalyptic world that had just experienced a nuclear war and entered a nuclear winter, where mutant creatures were rampant and predators were rampant.

When he was almost in despair, he unexpectedly discovered that he had the ability to create items and upgrade them.

Resist plunderers, establish an industrial system, build a mechanical army that roams the world and dominate the doomsday!

[Strange arrival + no system + novel setting + escape + semi-infinite flow + not saintly + not dark + superpowers]

At the best age, in the full glory of youth, just when Su Yuan thought that his life would be spent in such a peaceful and beautiful way, a line of blood words appeared on the blackboard during evening study.

[In the silent night, a terrifying ghost appears at the door of the dormitory... How long will it take for it to kill you? ]

When everyone thought it was just a joke, footsteps were heard outside the dormitory door at midnight...

One urban legend after another becomes reality, and one dead person after another has his or her traces erased.

When the spirit arrives, death is the end.

(Slow start, rave reviews, please be patient)

The horse and the young man under the night in Luo City, the horse's hooves make a clicking sound on the bluestone.

He is like a character in a storyteller, coming from the cloud waterfall, going to the rivers and lakes, walking to the green mountains, watching the sunset in the west.

If you ask, who is the guest who never returns in this river and lake?

He will answer, the breeze, the bright moon, and me.

...

This may be a long story, let me tell it slowly.

Li Lin was born in a poor family and relied on his own efforts to get into the official career. However, things happen unexpectedly and after he was demoted, a noble man came to him and he rose to prominence from then on. No one dared to underestimate him anymore!

No buddy, I really have nothing to do with the witch sect.

Yes, it's true that I'm an assassin, and it's also true that I used to be a man, but I really didn't drink the "witch" potion on purpose - no, no one forced me to drink it, and I don't want to change. The potion was snatched from the mouth of a member of the Witch Cult. How would I know that the promotion of "Instigator" would have such an effect?

Mr. Colonel, please believe me, I have lived an upright life. Money, status, honor...which one was not earned by my own hard work? Who doesn't know that I have done good for the kingdom? Let me see the king! I was awarded the title by the wise King George III himself.

Oh no, you are prejudiced. I didn't bewitch the king, I didn't make any deals, that's what witches do, I'm an upright female knight -

ah? !

What does "As long as I am willing to be your personal maid, you will let me go" mean?

Fuck you!

I'd better send you to the Kingdom of Storms to reunite with your mother!

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Accidentally taking a "witch" potion and turning into a petite loli? It was just a little bit of hardship, but it was not enough to erase Chloe's ambition to achieve success and realize class advancement.

However, in the swirling tide of the times, how can this be easy?

The Eighth Bureau, the Steam Church, the royal conspiracy, the forces are complicated; the revival of the ancient gods, the industrial revolution, the world war, the road ahead is difficult. The steel jungle is filled with steam and fog. Only with a sharp blade in hand can you break the web of fate and compose a glorious legacy.

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Weird fan fiction, single, no CP, no ambiguity, not traveling through a book.