Reborn back to the eve of the arrival of the spiritual tide, Qian Cai obtained a mysterious key that could add points to his character.

He can extract destiny points from the chosen ones and convert them into attribute points and skill points.

While the protagonists of the era, hailed as the 'golden generation,' led the trends, Qian Cai, with his foresight, quietly moved among various forces.

Partnering with a tycoon's daughter to acquire top-tier resources; snatching ancient treasures from a criminal organization; forming a company to excavate global relics; secretly investing in future rising stars...

On the night of the turn of the era, when Qian Cai's mask shattered as he stood atop the steps to godhood, the outside world was shocked to realize that this once insignificant figure had reached the pinnacle!

...

Thousands of years after the Spirit Tide, Qian Cai strolled through the streets, where the legendary game character, residing on a giant neon screen, was none other than himself, the one who reigned supreme...

[Supernatural Revival] + [No Female Lead] + [Decisive and Ruthless] + [No Saint-like Compassion] + [Not a Lapdog] + [No System]

A summer camping trip turned into a one-way path to hell.

Lin Yi became entangled with an unspeakable "thing." It defied all logic, and with every heartbeat, the resounding bell of death tolled.

In a frantic escape, he stumbled into a decaying ancient temple, where the cold was bone-piercing.

In the darkness, a rusty ghost chain glowed with an ominous light.

Amid the despair of life and death, a brutal, cold power was forcefully injected into Lin Yi, and he became a ghost rider!

He was a living corpse, a cage for a vengeful spirit, and the price was clear and cruel: his life was being consumed little by little by the parasitic ghost.

The ghost's murderous intent was upon him, the temple doors were buckling, and with his life hanging by a thread, the instinct for survival overpowered everything else!

With his eyes bloodshot, Lin Yi shed all hesitation and boldly activated the non-human power within his body!

The eerie light erupted, and a pitch-black ghost domain instantly tore open space under his will.

Lin Yi narrowly escaped, but this was no liberation. The terrifying iceberg of the supernatural revival had merely revealed its tip.

This thorny path of controlling a vicious ghost was one where every step was soaked in the blood of his kind and the curses of the ghosts.

Power is poison; mercy is a grave.

As the world began its descent into the abyss, Lin Yi clutched the cold chain in his hand, understanding a brutal truth:

On this desperate chessboard, to survive, he had to be more ruthless than a ghost and more merciless than a man.

The heavy, bloody chapter had just turned its first page.

Lin Yi: "Welcome to... Purgatory!

Uesugi Tetsu traveled to Japan and discovered that he could draw cards to transform into demons and monsters from historical legends.

Moreover, all the evil spirits and monsters in the world can turn into ashes after death, providing support for his next card drawing.

【Laughing Prajna】

[Onmyoji's evaluation: A little demon who scares children for fun. Only his body is slightly strong. Not a concern.]

【……】

【Hundred Eyes Ghost】

[Onmyoji's evaluation: Born with a hundred eyes, while possessing captivating illusions, he lacks physical strength. He poses little threat.]

【……】

【Guhuo Bird】

[Onmyoji's evaluation: A nine-headed demon, its fire incinerates everything, capable of transforming into a human form and entering the mortal world! Extremely threatening!]

【……】

【Zhu Jiuyin】

Onmyoji's evaluation: ...

The ordinary world that fell into the abyss thousands of years ago has surfaced and reconnected with the human world. This was originally a golden age of demons and strange stories.

The hegemons of the times since ancient times are eager to take the initiative - the Twelve Crowned Ones are ordered to travel the world; Shuten-doji arrives with a vast kingdom; Aoandon attempts to once again start the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons; the Warring States daimyos raise their flags and mobilize their armies...

Unfortunately, Uesugi Che, who also possessed countless demonic talents, opened his eyes and separated the yin and yang.

He shook his head and sighed:

"You only know how powerful I am now."

"But I don't know——"

"How many good brothers turned into a handful of ashes and fell on the road I came here."

When the unpredictable Old Ones awakened, bringing their black mist and crimson moon, the world plunged into an eternal night of decadence. Less than 10% of humanity remained, huddled in the steam-belching Brass City. They exploited the Destiny Dimension to enter horrific dungeons and acquire extraordinary powers, yet they lingered on, on the brink of extinction. Then, the writer stepped forward. "Only the Old Ones can defeat the Old Ones!" Li En, a pink, oval-shaped cell cluster, consulted his diary, his two tiny tentacles alternating in front as he pondered deeply. "So, this is why I was summoned here?"

Dear Father Moran Anderson: Congratulations! Although you never smoked, you have been fortunate enough to be diagnosed with lung cancer at an age when your soul is still fresh. Unfortunately, your business of raising "Children of Hell" is not yet complete, and this Duke has been forced to invoke the "delayed death" clause. After all, these slippery little creatures are far less cuddly than they appear. Please ensure that they are regularly fed with delicious souls, whether human, demonic, or angelic. Don't forget to abide by the "Heaven-Hell Truce" and the "Exorcist Association Management Act." You wouldn't want Michael, Gabriel, and the others to know about our transaction, would you? If you have any further questions, you can consult this Duke directly in Hell. I look forward to the day when I can personally harvest your soul. ———Lucifer, the Arrogant Duke, you are trustworthy...

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In the misty sea fog, on the deck of the ghost ship, Hern Iheroa gazed into the distance, using a brass telescope inlaid with inhuman eyeballs, at a geometrically indefinable outline. He mechanically tore at the rotting fish flesh in his hands, stuffing it into the relatively neat slit in front of his skull, known as the "mouth." At that moment, only two questions occupied Hern's mind. First, when would he find a doctor? Second, what about the remaining 1,278 mouths on his body after he had eaten his fill—"So, doctor, is there... any hope for us?"

That year I woke up from underground, with the earth as my blanket and silence as my sleep.

A few years later,

…

A group of monsters from the mountains came to meet me, and I sat alone on the tower to spend the night.

"What should you be aware of when becoming a Nightstalker at Milton Keep—Adventurer's Camp?" "Three silver coins for a bottle of holy water, rent a rust-free short sword, and... always keep a rational mind." The night outside will devour your brain, the shadows in the fog will silently tear your cloak, and fear will erode your sanity. All you have is the sword in your hand, the remaining holy water in the bottle, and... a strong heart. But these three things are enough to get you through the night. [Slow-paced adventure, Darkest Dungeon-like world, mage, pseudo-D&D]

When I woke up, the world had changed.

The legend of Articuno circulates in the Himalayas; Kyogre is swimming in the deep Pacific Ocean; and the cause of the eruption of Mount Vesuvius was actually Groudon turning over in his sleep.

Zhao Chen looked at the gossip on the Internet and fell into deep thought.

This world seemed a little different from what he had imagined.