God is dead and hell is empty.

Five times, six hearts.

Seven killed, eight sides to come.

Nine fears are destroyed, and there is nothing.

In a man's skin,

A red candle at night.

Be careful, there is no one in front.

A gloomy mist shrouds the land.

Amid the ruins of the city, traces of humanity’s past have yet to fade from this forsaken ground.

The glory is gone, and now humans are hiding like rats beneath the flicker of flames. The black sun hanging high above is a symbol that this place has changed hands—this is their paradise.

Beneath the surging depths of the sea, something is rising. In the void, heavy whispers echo, while strange, veiled silhouettes observe in silence.

A glimpse of malevolent compound eyes flashes from beneath the bed, while an evil presence lingers in the otherworld. Tempting whispers surround the ears, as terrifying entities wander through the ruins.

Evil thrives and grows, while humanity’s spirit dims and loses its light.

Lu Li holds salvation tightly and walks toward them with unwavering steps.

“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”

“I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to devour soil and rocks, digging out underground cities, just to park their steel carriages beneath the surface.”

“I saw with my own eyes that they fed glowing ores into an everlasting stellar furnace, unleashing a radiance brighter than the sun.”

“I saw with my own eyes all those indescribable things.”

“Their iron birds covered the sky, their steel ships filled the ocean, their war machines tore the earth asunder, and their gods walked upon the world.”

“You must think I’m mad.”

“But it doesn’t matter.”

“It has already seen you.”

***

Oil is Its blood.

Thick smoke is Its breath.

Ore and steel are Its food.

The countless cargo ships in the harbors are Its myriad offspring.

The place of origin stamped in the corner is Its silent mockery.

They claim they are mere mortals.

Child, you’d best not argue.

You must understand:

Their technology is beyond comprehension.

Their production capacity is unimaginable.

A mere glimpse of their creations will drive you insane.

Their morale surpasses even the most fanatical worshippers of dark gods.

How will you stop them?

With your sword, child? Or your flesh and blood?

You should be grateful that they still consider themselves mortals.

***

“I’ve finished building my factory, and now you’re telling me this world runs on idealism?!”

“Wait, then what the hell did I just create?”

A mysterious force has descended upon Earth, giving birth to another terrifying civilization. At the age of eighteen, everyone is forcibly sent into the Horror Game World.

While people struggle to survive, submerged in fear, Qin Nuo discovers a unique ability: by influencing the emotions of ghosts, he can earn rewards from the system. Moreover, with each completed mission, he can establish his own enterprises within the Horror World.

Thus, Qin Nuo's journey begins:

Working as a server at the Nether Springs Restaurant,

Serving as the attending physician at the Death Hospital,

Becoming a waiter at the Netherworld Hotel,

Teaching at the Terror Academy...

As Qin Nuo zealously completes one mission after another, he eventually realizes that he has become a formidable figure in the realm of ghosts.

From My Cell Prison & The Last Gentleman books author.

【Immigration Notice】

Date: ████-██-██

Location: ‘██’

Application requirements are as follows:

1. Familiarize yourself with the ‘Corner Law’.

2. Have a clear understanding of █ people, anomalies, and monsters, and possess a certain level of appreciation for ██ literature.

3. Physically and mentally healthy, with no infectious diseases or history of mental illness.

4. Possess at least one skill, not limited to infrastructure, medicine, sports, etc.

5. Families have a high immigration priority.

Make the most important decision of your life, to become a new immigrant in the United Nations, and engrave your own name on the monument of human history.

Thank you for your cooperation.