Xiao Wujin travels to the world of Jinyuan, where erosion energy rages after the Sky Rift, forcing humanity to survive on a diet of pure nuclear weapons. Faced with the world's decline and threats from various factions, he unexpectedly obtains the "Spark of Civilization System." This system allows him to build city-states from the wasteland, recruit heroes, and unlock technological combat skills. It requires him to ignite thirty-six Flame Towers to reverse the world. With this system, he rises in the wasteland, fighting alongside the female commander Mo Zhao, surpassing all others in strength. From the refugee slums to the depths of the Sky Rift, he will ultimately establish the Iron Fire Domain, reverse the Sky Rift, and become a legendary savior.

[It has a female protagonist, but doesn't join the Starry Sky Train, sidelining the main storyline.] Spa traveled to the Star Rail World and, by chance, gained the ability to "replay the past," leading him to join the Interstellar Peace Corporation. In just a few years, Spa achieved both fame and fortune, becoming one step away from becoming one of the "Stone Heart Ten." But... my ambition is to conquer the vast sea of ​​stars, to avenge my enemies! A tragic incident sparked a rebellion, prompting Spa to resign from Diamond. From then on, the debt collector of "Cun Hu" became the life-hunter of "Patrol." His legacy was left on the fertile battlefields of the Patrol. A monument to Spa was erected on the snowy plains of Yalilo. He was a new legend of Punklod and a permanent guest of honor in the Immortal Boat Alliance. With a single gun, Spa slew the Antimatter Legion and the creatures of abundance in fear! ... Estelle: That's Spa's story. He's truly formidable. Feixiao: I disagree! Your description is too conservative. I can't possibly defeat Spa. Mockingbird: It's really hard to describe Spa's abilities... Anyway, I want him to be a guest at my concert! () Silver Wolf: I want to play a game with Spa... Hehehe [Memory] [Preservation] [Hunting]... Three destinies intersect, stepping into the galaxy!

Ever heard of the cryptic moth? Every generation has its share of such individuals, seemingly able to slip through the darkness without leaving a trace, appearing and vanishing as suddenly as they appear. Existing yet unknown, it could be you or me.

In another universe, in 1986, humans from Terra migrated to various colonized planets. The influence of the Terran Federation Government gradually weakened, giant corporations controlled everything, and people were obsessed with neon lights and holographic projection advertisements.

The band disbanded, and he returned to his hometown of Kobe from Tokyo and decided to inherit the family business - the seaside coffee shop "Fanxing".

But when he opened the door, he found a new heir inside the store.

"I will never give up my position as heir to a willful person who abandons his responsibilities and runs away!"

The cold girl who confronted him after he left the cafe, the high school girl who stayed at the cafe, the frustrated manga rookie who lived there, and the mysterious girl who met him during the rainy season.

And...his keyboardist ex-girlfriend Shigeme, who chased him from Tokyo to Kobe after they broke up.

A daily love story that begins with inheriting a coffee shop.

[Mortal Stream][No System][No Harem] Lin Fan, a mortal, was born in a "short-lived village" but aspired to become a true immortal with a longevity equal to the heavens.

By chance, Lin Fan participated in the entrance test of the Qixuanmen.

Destined to never become an immortal cultivator, he relied on the mysterious copper bottle in his hand to practice step by step and became a great man.

The road of immortal cultivation for mortals is full of twists and turns.

With a firm determination to the Tao, he dares to change the sun and the moon!

[Fantasy] [Infinite Stream] [Evil Forces] [Suspense]

(No Romance | Pure Heart and Soul | Grim and Surreal)

I knelt at the peak of a mountain of corpses,

a blood-red thread burrowing into my finger bones like a parasite.

The monks—those cursed souls they called “disaster stars”—

met death with open, festering eyes, reflecting the droplets in my palm.

Even in ruin, they watched.

This is an era sustained by soul power,

where both “righteous” and “disaster stars” are born marked by fate.

But fate is a crooked thing.

My master and I hunted the Lifeng Sect,

a cult of madness and slaughter,

whose disciples would butcher their own families under twisted convictions.

Are they insane? No—

They have shattered their minds to touch something beyond sanity.

In my hand, I carry the healing drops—a pure counter to their venomous gu.

Even the corrupted skies seem to bend in my favor now.

“If the gods allow evil to flourish,

then let me become the one who poisons evil itself.”

Let the monks rot.

Let the threads tighten.

Let the drops fall.

I walk not the righteous path,

but the necessary one.

Seeking the scriptures does not exist.

It is impossible to seek the scriptures in this life.

If you want me to seek the scriptures properly, there is no way.

Tang Xiaobai, who carries the negative energy system, travels through time and space to become Tang Sanzang.

He refuses to seek the scriptures, refuses to be a pawn, disrupts the three realms, and madly attacks the heavens.

All immortals, Buddhas, demons, and ghosts, all have to crawl around!

The youthful Qin Ye was born almost a century ago, but thanks to immortality granted to him by the ‘fungus of aeons’ he can pass for a high schooler.

He planned to live an eternal, reclusive life as a happy otaku, enjoying World of Warcraft and his favorite MOBA games, but Fate had other plans in store.

Hell has broken down, and vengeful revenants stalk the mortal realms. With ghosts running amok throughout all of Cathay, Qin Ye must reluctantly adopt the mantle of ‘hero’ and bring peace to both the living and the dead, while rebuilding Hell.

But this, of course, isn’t something a mere Netherworld Operative can do. For that, he’ll need to become more.

King Yama is dead. Long live King Yama!