Transmigrating to a steampunk fantasy world, Gallo only wanted to use his cheat system to live a peaceful life as a "human search engine." While others toiled in factories, he sat in cafes, making a fortune daily through "knowledge navigation." While geniuses at the Imperial University of Technology were struggling with their papers, he could read through classic texts in minutes and pinpoint the core issues. Professors were amazed by his talent and treated him like an honored guest. But Gallo knew in his heart that what he learned with his cheat system wasn't just knowledge to change his fate. There were also those... terrifying memories about warp space.

My name is Xiangzi, the Xiangzi who pulls a rickshaw.

...

The Great Shun Dynasty collapsed, and the whole country rejoiced. Inside the city, all was peaceful; outside the city, refugees swarmed like ants.

A half-moon hangs eternally in the sky, and countless steam-powered airships drift by.

On the ground, ancient families, spanning thousands of years, coldly watched as warlords fought to the death over those colorful ores.

At this moment, Xiangzi, who was supposed to be executed, suddenly woke up after his death and even had a panel that could awaken a profession.

[Congratulations, host, you have awakened the profession of coachman.]

[Congratulations, host, you have awakened the Martial Arts profession]

[Congratulations, host, you have awakened the cultivator profession]

......

At first, I was a third-class rickshaw puller, and they called me Xiangzi.

Later, everyone in Beijing had to call me "Master Xiang".

Chen Fan transmigrates to a bizarre fantasy world where countless strange creatures wreak havoc on the human realm after nightfall.

He became an architect by using the built-in Night Lord interface, gradually building his own camp on the wasteland.

Strange fires, city walls, sacrificial towers—one building after another rose out of thin air, and his fame gradually spread throughout the entire Jiangbei region.

Until—

When the "ultimate catastrophe" descends, countless crazed monsters wreak havoc on humanity, plunging people into misery.

A Great Wall stretching across the continent rose out of thin air!

...

"This is the Eternal Night Continent."

"My territory."

Ice and snow sealed away civilization, and storms extinguished steam—this was the post-Victorian era when a prosperous steam-powered civilization was destroyed by the harsh cold.

As a bishop banished to the frigid north by a mere decree, he fights for lost power, forging a fortress of faith amidst blizzards and apocalypse, guiding lost sheep through mercury and steam.

“I am not a shepherd, I am just a psychoanalyst who couldn’t find a job and was looking for another one.” — Bishop of the St. Lucia Winter Cathedral, Diocese of Speyside, the prayer master of the seven northern cities, the gatekeeper of Eden, the enemy of the frost giants, the remnant of the golden age, the keeper of the secrets of the old civilization, the spiritual mentor and psychiatrist of legendary knights, archmages, kings, popes, the poor, and wanderers. Siren Dellandt said this.

Moreover, heaven and earth are the furnace, and nature is the craftsman; yin and yang are the charcoal, and all things are the copper.

One day, I will let the furnace fire that refines the world be replaced by the flame that belongs to me

When someone with the means of thievery arrives in a strange world, who is the hunter and who is the prey?

When I was Sequence Nine, I didn't mind if you called me Xiaozhou, but now I'm Sequence Four, what should you call me?

Sorry, I answered incorrectly, but there's still a reward: a pair of monocles.

From now on, please call me the King of Angels, "Amon".

"Doctor, for the past ten days, I've been hearing someone calling my name in my sleep."

“Mr. Huang Tian, ​​you are hallucinating.”

“I’m sure I heard it.”

"Then you have anxiety somatization."

"Anxiety somatization?"

"Anyway, you're fine, don't worry. Just don't smoke or drink, go to bed early and get up early, and relax, and you'll be alright."

"..."

On September 5th, I went to see a doctor, who said I had no illness whatsoever, which put my mind at ease. However, that afternoon I was laid off from my job.

On September 6th, I tried not to think about anything before going to sleep, and I actually slept soundly until dawn. However, when I opened my eyes, I was horrified to hear someone calling my name. This was the first time I had heard these voices while fully awake.

On September 7th, I didn't sleep all day and looked haggard because I kept hearing ghostly calls in my ears, day and night.

On September 8th, I was overjoyed because I discovered that I could not only turn off the voices calling my name, but also see the scene of the people talking about me—could I be a god?

September 9th…

Some time later, just when I thought my superpowers were over, I vaguely heard tens of thousands of people shouting in unison, "The heavens are dead, the yellow heavens shall rise."

I was stunned: Is this also the Yellow Heaven?

Practice the most evil sorcery and control the most ferocious ghosts.

Li Zhen, who was terminally ill, admittedly entered the world of the heavens. He originally just wanted to linger and live a few more years, but when he looked back in a Daze, he found that he had already become the most terrorist taboo in the heavens and the world.

Gu, evil list, Nanyang The art of the top ten sorcery, planting ghosts, ghost eyes, lowering the head, the file ghost coming out of the cage, demons, spells, mediums, double pupils, and demons: evil surrender, Saha, crying, breaking the tomb, grudges, Mr Zombie, Kui Jiang, Zombies Reborn in Seven Days, Zombie Age, Curse Paradise, Ghosts, School Tomb, Tuo Di Exorcist, Thousand People Slash.

Supernatural phenomena have revived, the gates of hell have opened, and the mortal realm overlaps with reality. Ancient taboos have become the laws of survival, the thousand-year-old sorcerer has awakened, and hundreds of ghosts roam the human world at night. Strange arts, forbidden spells, folk tales, urban legends... the Bureau of Abnormal Creatures Investigation, the Foundation for Containing the Strange, the Revelation Society... Coffin, Nuo, Liang, Ling, Di, Qi, Yong, Shi—the eight gates of folk burial. The coffin is the first of the eight gates. The movement of carrying a coffin is forbidden by the supernatural. ... "Ji Yun, I've never heard you say what your family does." "We do a small business in the town." "What kind of business is so mysterious?" "We run a coffin shop." "..." PS. If you're looking for something to read, check out the 3 million+ pent-up books "Cataclysmic Card King" and "Mechanical Alchemist."

[Steam Magic] [Cthulhu] [SCP Foundation]

Please note that the following files are only available to investigators at Level 1 or above. Please double-check your own security clearance level before reading.

If one reads the archives in violation of regulations or illegally accesses God's creations, the following may occur:

1. Your shadow might stalk you on a rainy night and try to murder you;

2. The church bells will turn you into a breeding ground for pale moths;

3. You might drown in a glass of azure liquid;

4. When the nightingale begins to sing, you will become its servant…

To preserve your sanity and maintain the integrity of your soul, please remember the Investigator's Code. Join me in solemnly swearing an oath to the Seven Gods—

We will never submit to divine law; we vow to restore order.

...

Best of luck.