The Taoist genius girl, Qing Li, was captured by the terrifying world to participate in a survival game.

The ghost creatures wept bitterly, collectively holding banners—pleading to be sent away!

While other players frantically fled from the ghost creatures, she, carrying a large axe, chased the creatures madly as they tried to escape.

In the eerie hospital with a ghost playing hide-and-seek, she chopped off the ghost creature’s legs, saying, “Run, see where you can go!”

In the death bus, she kicked the driver away with one foot, transforming herself into the road’s female Yama, saying, “Hey, beautiful ghost sister, want to take a ride? The fare is just two eyeballs.”

In the cannibalistic hotel, facing a female ghost with a chainsaw, she smiled and said, “Is it your choice to die willingly, or do you choose a shortcut with me?”

The trembling ghost creatures: Who the heck is the antagonist here?

Live-stream viewers: Elegant, too elegant!

But only when facing Chu Ci did everyone realize that Qing Li had another side.

Qing Li: Dr. Chu, the horror world is so scary. I can’t sleep alone at night because I’m afraid.

Chu Ci: Busy with work, can’t get away.

Qing Li: Resign then, I’ll chop ghosts to support you!

Ghost creatures: ⊙▽⊙

Lu Ze, 24 years old, a straight-through bachelor’s and master’s graduate from Peking University, thought he’d become an excellent teacher after graduation.

But…

“Lu Ze, tomorrow you’ll go to No. 3 High School’s Rocket Class as a temporary homeroom teacher. Remember, you’re going undercover. Your mission is to mislead those students.”

To carry out the mission, Lu Ze is forced to make a series of morally questionable moves:

“Our class gets a full weekend off. No morning or evening self-study.”

“Phones are allowed.”

“No dating in front of me.”

“Teachers aren’t allowed to assign any homework.”

“…”

Everything he’s doing is being livestreamed 24/7 on a reality show called Model Teachers.

The show also features rocket classes from two other high schools:

A strict 1980s-born homeroom teacher who enforces discipline with military-like precision.

A 1990s-born homeroom teacher who relies on emotional coaching and daily motivational speeches.

And then there’s Lu Ze, born in the 2000s—who lives by one motto: “Enjoy life while you can.”

At first, no one had any faith in Lu Ze’s class. But…

Two months later…

“Lu Ze, what the h*ll happened? Why did your class do so well on the midterms?”

Lu Ze: “Maybe their foundation was too good. Just wait—by finals, their scores will definitely drop!”

End of the semester…

“Lu Ze, what’s going on?”

Lu Ze: “Hang in there—next semester, their scores will fall for sure.”

One year later…

“LU ZE!!”

Lu Ze: “Don’t worry…”

Many years later…

“You were supposed to go undercover at No. 3 High School—how did you end up as principal?!”

An Rugu just graduated from university and returned to her small, mountain village to inherit a rundown Daoist temple.

The Daoist temple is simple and solemn, but there are no visitors, and there is no money for incense.

She heard that doing livestreams can earn money, so she decided to give it a try.

But her livestream isn’t singing and dancing—she tells fortunes.

——————

A divination livestream appeared on the Shark streaming platform, and the netizens who saw it dismissed it at first.

[It’s 2021, and there are still people who practice feudal superstition.] [Look at you, you scam artist.]

But soon enough, the comments changed completely.

[Ah, master, you said my head was a little green, and my boyfriend who has been with me for ten years really cheated on me!]

[Master, you said that I was facing a bloody disaster. Thank you, master, for saving my life.]

After becoming popular, An Rugu somehow took over the task of promoting the Netherworld and became its spokesperson to the living.

Livestream divination to the living during the day—live attraction for ghosts at night.

[My grandpa came to me in a dream and told me to burn more paper money, so he can reward the streamer with dream money. Damn, the Netherworld really exists?!”]

[F*ck! The thief cried and returned the money to me after seeing the appearance of Hell in the livestream. He said he doesn’t want to go to Hell in the future.]

—————

Slice of life—except that An Rugu’s daily life consists of livestream divinations, conversing with denizens of the Netherworld, and running a halfway home for ghosts who don’t want to reincarnate yet.

Oh, and she also manages a small Daoist temple atop a pretty mountain with a magnificent view of the sky, rising through the clouds.

On an ordinary afternoon, a higher-dimensional supernatural system named [Ghost] invaded human society.

After that day, ghost sightings became frequent across the world, and the rate of accidental deaths soared.

Just as humanity was at a loss, the [Ghost] system launched a global livestream:

— Ding! Congratulations, you’ve been chosen to participate in “Horror Variety Show”~

— Because you’re a beloved celebrity with enough attention, you were selected. Use your popularity to survive in the instance~ You’re the brightest star!

— The celebrity with the lowest popularity after clearing the instance will be eliminated and become the ghosts’ dinner, so do your best.

— Either get famous or die, tee-hee~

Li Zhi, a small-time actress who had been doing background roles in countless TV dramas with no fame at all, looked to the left at the top idol and then to the right at the nation’s first love.

With a resolute smile, she said:

— From an unknown small actress to the top star player in the instance.

— From nothing to something.

— From something to destruction.

【Even when this world has become a playground for ghosts, I won’t forget that I am human.】

iang Huaining was reborn and bound to a system, only to discover she was actually the fake daughter in a switched-at-birth novel—and not just any fake daughter, but the vicious, scheming one.

She stole the company, stole the female lead’s parents, did every bad thing imaginable, and was ultimately ruined by the male lead, ending in bankruptcy.

After her rebirth, she started strong—slapped a disgusting bystander once, then gave the male lead three slaps as a warm-up.

Then she went home and said to her mom,

“Mom, wire me 300 million. Your daughter will make you the mother of the world’s richest person.”

“And you don’t like that Liu family brat either, right? The weather’s getting cold—how about sending him to jail?”

Anyone who messes with me, no matter how far, will be punished!

From that moment on, on top of her mission to become the world’s richest person, she added a new goal: send someone straight to prison.

…A multifunctional hemostatic agent, a levitating car, and holographic projection—these were just small steps on her path to kick aside the male lead and become a global tycoon.

—Later—

Reporter: “What do you think was the key to your success?”

Jiang Huaining: “My mom’s 300 million, my own brains, and all the praise from my sister and netizens.”

“Oh, and shoutout to my fake ex-fiancé for sacrificing himself and teaching me that to be a proper billionaire, one must never break the law.”

The male lead in prison: …

The former world’s richest man: …

The real daughter/female lead: My big sis is the best! She’s the smartest! The kindest! Always right!

The game world “Hongyuan Continent” had just gone live in the real world when an unknown error forcibly logged out all players.

But Shen Yan suddenly realized that his body hadn’t fully returned—his right hand had been left behind in Hongyuan Continent. What’s more, his game interface hadn’t shut down. He was still getting system prompts for killing monsters and receiving loot. Thanks to this, his strength kept increasing.

As it turns out, someone picked up his right hand—and was using it to grind monsters!

——

My name is Gu Qingli. I’m a demon cultivator, determined to become a powerful and feared Demon Lady.

Unfortunately, I lost my cultivation—and my right arm. Stranded in a foreign land, I happened to come across a severed right arm. To my surprise, it was completely compatible with my body, so I temporarily used it as a prosthetic.

But then I discovered that this arm seemed to have a mind of its own. Sometimes it acted out of line, and it was even… growing stronger on its own.

I began to feel strange emotions toward it—maybe because I’d started to depend on its power…

Reborn into an excessively derivative Tokyo urban supernatural game, Natsuba Hanae gradually realizes she’s the second daughter of the Natsuba conglomerate from the original story. She’s that character: stunningly beautiful, utterly useless in combat, the ultimate flower vase. And a sacrificial lamb, destined to marry a fifty-year-old geezer upon reaching adulthood!

To save herself, Natsuba Hanae rises up in defiance, embracing her villainous side, and laying down schemes from a young age.

However, the limitations of having no supernatural abilities are too great. Just when she feels overwhelmed and powerless…

A cheat she created for this very game in her past life appears in her mind.

Natsuba Hanae: “Yessss!!”

[Thousand Faces Simulator Activated]

[You can now role-play as yokai, gods, and more]

[You have drawn the A-rank role-playing template – Ubume!]

[Upon meeting certain conditions, Ubume will evolve into the S-rank template Nine-Headed Bird!]

[Condition 1: Become the mother of one hundred girls]

Natsuba Hanae: “…”

How am I supposed to do that? Give birth to them?

“The single-player streamer Yang Yu, who makes a living by selling game guides, quietly passed away in bed after playing a game continuously for seventy-two hours.

Unaware of his own death, he was invited by a god to guide through a certain RPG game and was encouraged to choose the most difficult starting point for civilians.

Unable to defeat even a slime in the newbie village? Need to manually taunt just to learn a taunting skill? Only getting garbage from the lottery?

Faced with numerous difficulties, he… became excited.

True masters never fear challenges, only fearing games being too easy.

As he watched his barren status panel gradually fill up, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction filled his heart. Yang Yu gradually became addicted to causing trouble, unable to extricate himself.

“Huh? Looks like there’s a lone hero up ahead. Watch me turn him into a power house! Ah, he noticed me. Hero, don’t run away!”

【Host, host! I might be late, but I, the Femme Fatale Conquer System, am here to accompany you!】

【Now, let’s first conquer Momoana, a legendary female emperor who boasts looks and wits.】

Shu Yichao: “Charge, my nomads! Show them our unrivaled archery!”

And so, Momoana died.

【My host, I’ll assume what happened earlier was an accident. We have to succeed for the next one. Our next conquer target is Purin, a lofty and cold sorceress.】

Shi Yichao: “Clear the mobs and stack skeletons! I shall bring the undead calamity upon the world!”

And so, Purin died.

【…Maybe you didn’t hear me clearly, my host. I said court her, not cull her. Our next target–】

Shu Yichao: “Build the hive and spam the worms. My hive mind shall devour the world! Who can compete with me?”

【…】

Shi Yichao: “Halleluyah! I have finally gotten rid of every single one of them! Speaking of which, System, it has been a long time since you last spoke to me?”

【I’m tired. Just go and destroy everything.】

Zhang Sushang travelled through time.

He became separated from his family by a hundred years, his body gained two layers of fat, his BMI seriously exceeded the standard, his health was worrying, he was cut off from his family here, and he lost his source of income, causing him to be on the verge of starvation!

Picking up his pen in despair, Zhang Sushang could only hope to save his stomach with novels.

Right, he also needed to lose weight — too much fat would lead to fatty liver and the three highs of metabolic syndrome: high blood pressure, high blood sugar, and high levels of fat in the blood. If he wanted to see his family again, he had to make sure that he lived to see the next millennium!

The Winter Olympic Games were still two or three years away. If his dad was here, with the excellent fitness of an astronaut and the skills of a figure skating champion, he would definitely be able to win an Olympic gold medal. As for himself, he had only trained until he was sixteen years old, when he had to retire due to developmental issues. His highest achievement was a mere triple axel, so he could only write novels to fill his stomach.

Wait, could anyone jump a 3A right now?

At this time, no Chinese person had ever appeared at the Olympics. If a miracle could happen early, even a salted fish would fight for it.

And Zhang Sushang was no salted fish.