Chu Guang, who had traveled to the post-apocalyptic world, discovered that he had unlocked a shelter system and was able to summon creatures named “player” from the previous world.

From that day on, the whole post-apocalyptic world became like a game.

My name is Lynn, I am fourteen years old, from the Rhineland, and I live at 75 Brilliant Avenue in Catarina. I am unmarried, but I have a fiancée.

I'm currently studying at Rhine Academy, and I always get home before 8 PM, even when my fiancée is pestering me. I don't smoke or drink, and I go to bed at 11 PM to ensure I get a full eight hours of sleep. Before bed, I drink a glass of warm milk, and when I wake up, I say good morning to myself in the mirror. After the world is bathed in the gentle warmth of the morning sun, I practice my family's swordsmanship as usual. Everyone says I'm perfectly normal.

—Even today.

[Finally, you're here! Liu Ming, please!]

[Will the anime adaptation of this visual novel censor many of the exciting parts...?]

[Where does the dream begin... Wait a minute, I'm going to be surprised! Where is this? Who are you, handsome guy?!]

Let me introduce it:

[Standing before you now is Mr. Lynn Blaze, the holder of the special constitution that makes him a victim wherever he goes, the sole owner of the gleaming green crown, the emperor who created empires and the tyrant who destroyed order, the ultimate villain who can't bear to see others do well because he himself is so miserable!!]

Lynn: "???"

"I have repeatedly emphasized that the atmosphere in the world of immortality is inherently crooked, and I am not the one who caused it. They say history books are written by the victors, so why do people always frame me when I win?" Lu Yang Jianxian said in an interview with reporters. , expressing great anger.

the next day.

"I have repeatedly emphasized that I have distorted the atmosphere in the world of immortality. History is written by the victors. I won!" Lu Yang Jianxian said in an interview with reporters, expressing great anger. ——"Xiuxian Daily" reports for you.

Lin Qi, an ordinary young entrepreneur, suddenly finds himself transported to a high-martial world—a realm where countless races thrive, monsters run rampant, and exotic civilizations flourish.

Beneath the dazzling prosperity of its endless metropolises lie mountains of bones. The gods reign supreme, treating their dominions as playgrounds where all living beings are mere toys for their amusement—granted life or erased on a whim.

Lin Qi discovers that all he has is a dilapidated, long-abandoned martial arts hall and a "Traditional Martial Arts System" capable of summoning players from another world.

What the players create and learn, I learn.

Using players as pawns and the myriad races as the chessboard, Lin Qi’s life of cautious survival begins.

【Food】【No CP】【Daily】【Funny】【Eating well】【Warmth】【Healing】

Traveling through a parallel world, Lin Zhou was accidentally bound to a random food system.

A random location every week, random food, and different customers.

Selling steamed buns at the entrance of the park, selling preserved egg and lean meat porridge on the top of the mountain, and selling candied haws at the entrance of the school.

All the food is mouth-watering and can't be stopped.

Just when the endless stream of diners couldn't forget the food on the stalls...

"Fuck, where is the boss selling steamed buns?"

"I started climbing the mountain in the middle of the night, and I didn't even sleep because I was afraid it would be too late, just for this bowl of porridge! But the boss ran away?"

"No, where is the candied haws? It's not windy or rainy, and my child is crying with greed! Where did the candied haws seller go?"

However, when all the diners found that whether it was steamed buns or candied haws, it was actually the same boss, but the stall location was never fixed, and the things sold were different every time, but they were all the same mouth-watering...

The diners were anxious.

"Okay, okay, you're forcing me, right?"

"Hello, is this the TV station? How much does it cost to post a missing person notice here?"

New book "I'm just a cook, director, please stop making a fuss"